Saturday, February 1, 2020

The Bat Cave

I am enjoying a Davanni's sub as I think about the realities around me.  I awake to flames and sleep to glaciers.  My mind accepts so much more than you could all comprehend.  When we come to the end of days, preparation will not be your strong suit.  It may all sound crazy.  They may say I have lost my mind.  It hurts, but the clock is ticking and there is a destiny I seek, and a safety for those who are holy and have been labeled criminal and psychiatric from birth.  This grouping is highly spiritually abilitied.  I will keep moving forward, even with those who can be curmudgeons with me.  Chris is here to help me to discern the people to keep on the street and those to nail down at this time.  Judge me harshly, and he will find a cave for you to exist in, mentally.  It will hurt more than you know.  Just think of the critters that are there.  My computer just tried to shut down.  There is a strong computer ability, in Irishmen, for good or ill with computers.  I must end this session now.

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