Hail Mary of Nazareth full of space, expansive sufficient to house the
son of God. An agent of eternal security dropped by to knock lobes on
the babe and train; always with the logistics. I stashed the files on
every thing; everywhere and nowhere.
The aerial capable agents are lame, just look at the condition of
their wings, ratty edges, clumps of feathers amiss. You wonder where
they get these guys, the “B” squad; heaven’s second string.
God doesn’t place dice with the universe ~ too complicated. He plays
tiddly-winks with the universe ~ more lively and fun. It is so
righteous of us to include ourselves into the upper crust of the
primordial pond-scum. Crème de la scum.
Don’t be without an Islam awareness wristwatch, see emerging trends
in
close to realtime. Up to the minute population counts, migration
patterns. Federal Emergency preparedness color charts. Watch the
colors change as we get more and more paranoid.
- Kobutusu
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