Re: I Have Sinned Against Yee!
Dear little Bozo:
I hope you can read this, even though your day pass has probably expired, and you've been returned to the loving arms and lock-down of the psychiatric hospital.
But if you can read this, don't you think, just possibly, Mr. Wide-Open-to-God may be right? That if you would only change your attitude, all would be better? You'd have friends, Bozo, REAL friends. Not the imaginary ones who only talk to you at night in your head when no one's looking, but real, flesh and blood-of-the-LAMB friends. In fact, I'm going to send you a friend request as soon as I post this; one of my first. Won't you accept it? Won't you take my hand, Bozo? It's reaching out to you. I feel you are on a ledge, and if you would only take my hand we could pull you back, together.
No...NO!...do NOT grab my sleeve! I will not go down in flames with you!
Okay. I'm going to talk to you from over here.
Do you ever watch movies, Bozo? Did you ever see a movie called Rebecca, by Alfred Hitchc_ck? (He was not American but the movie was MADE in America, and therefor good.) There's a scene where the evil lezzie housekeeper brings the shy second wife over to a balcony while she's suffering a nervous breakdown after her party didn't go well, and the housekeeper coos, "Wouldn't it be easier to jump? Wouldn't it, M'lady?"
And I ask you the same thing...wouldn't it be easier to jump? But not into the fiery pits of hell as you complete your descent, but over to US...to the over to the Ever Loving Landoverians!
Believe me, don't fight it. In the long run it's simpler to just close your eyes and ACCEPT what they're dishing out here. Let GO of the anger and disappointment. Let GO of the petty squabbling about who (except Jesus) said what when (except in the Bible).
Just let go and let Landover.
I will pray for you.
Dear little Bozo:
I hope you can read this, even though your day pass has probably expired, and you've been returned to the loving arms and lock-down of the psychiatric hospital.
But if you can read this, don't you think, just possibly, Mr. Wide-Open-to-God may be right? That if you would only change your attitude, all would be better? You'd have friends, Bozo, REAL friends. Not the imaginary ones who only talk to you at night in your head when no one's looking, but real, flesh and blood-of-the-LAMB friends. In fact, I'm going to send you a friend request as soon as I post this; one of my first. Won't you accept it? Won't you take my hand, Bozo? It's reaching out to you. I feel you are on a ledge, and if you would only take my hand we could pull you back, together.
No...NO!...do NOT grab my sleeve! I will not go down in flames with you!
Okay. I'm going to talk to you from over here.
Do you ever watch movies, Bozo? Did you ever see a movie called Rebecca, by Alfred Hitchc_ck? (He was not American but the movie was MADE in America, and therefor good.) There's a scene where the evil lezzie housekeeper brings the shy second wife over to a balcony while she's suffering a nervous breakdown after her party didn't go well, and the housekeeper coos, "Wouldn't it be easier to jump? Wouldn't it, M'lady?"
And I ask you the same thing...wouldn't it be easier to jump? But not into the fiery pits of hell as you complete your descent, but over to US...to the over to the Ever Loving Landoverians!
Believe me, don't fight it. In the long run it's simpler to just close your eyes and ACCEPT what they're dishing out here. Let GO of the anger and disappointment. Let GO of the petty squabbling about who (except Jesus) said what when (except in the Bible).
Just let go and let Landover.
I will pray for you.



. Your not very sporting are you? ^^


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