Aug 14, 2004 02:54
I knew today was going to be a struggle for humanity and happiness, from the moment I woke up.
I wake to the sound of my alarm and a terrible shrill voice. This voice had a question for me. “Are you getting up? Because we have to get going fast.”
It was the voice of that which is evil. I had to get ready for a meeting with the family. To do this I would have to compromise my contentedness. I detest putting on a show for these people but I had to go.
From the point of arrival, I was privy to the event of about 100 souls being sucked straight into hell. Ironically it was at a church. I’m not 100% on how God feels about defiling the corpse of a worthwhile person. But I imagine that I’ve glimpsed the way I’ll spend my time after I die.
I won’t bore you with the details of the rest of my day. I’ll just end saying that this is the first Friday the 13th that wasn’t cool. There used to be a time when I’d find money regularly on the 13th. Maybe my luck is running out.
Hoping I have the wrong perspective on this,
Dwayne