The Revolution of Evolution

There are times when an entity basically shows his angel wings.  It is when I see his prowess, but not what he is doing, mystically.  When I was being evaluated, my main physical therapist, all of a sudden asked me if I would like a drink of water.  I, intuitively, said yes.  He stood up quickly, and then he went in the hall and said something in a firm tone to a person there.  I feel like my privacy was being affected by a tunnel through situation.  I believe that I was about to hear it, actually.  It was time to stand and deliver, and boy did he.  Today, I am very fatigued from this physical therapy, but I believe that I am doing many things at one time.  It is time for especially white males to find their dominance and true calling.  One can look for the light in all that he does, but one must commit himself to something greater than even the universe we live in.  I think that things will stabilize now that I had a friendly conversation with this U.S. Marine who was waiting for his ride.  I explained that I was born at U.S. Army Tripler Hospital, at Pearl Harbor.  He then asked about the military in my family, and then he went on his merry little way.  Nuns may need to kick the habit now that he sees the Catholic evolution and revolution around a woman who was raised to mind everyone in my mother's, my stepfather, and my ex-stepfather's perishes.  I had to be squeaky clean to get through unscathed.