I had a moment of furtherance this morning, and one of the other cats was here, trying to grab my hand, the little Cheever, him. There was butthurting about Trump not doing much for the stock market, on one side, and butt hurt about the Mongol hordes marauding angrily in the streets wanting to fight the entire Executive Branch.
Get vaccinated if you're gonna be around the baby. Pls.
Anyway, I'm ruminating on bursting into ministry, and wondering on the avenues available. Multiple opportunities, maybe, if I dig them up, there could be, and so many routes. There's doctrine, of course, the spreading of doctrine, of which I am indoctrinated in only two denominations, but there's also common charity, which is its own reward.
And other things move forward, toward their own furtherances, remonstrances, and superfluidities.
Bring out your dead? Over 2 million before the full re-open?
I want to ask Laura if her daughter looks much like her.
Like they say, a hobby horse has a wooden dick, and all that, and the little gal would be more apt to intern for the Heritage Foundation rather than work at a Subway or Taco Bell restaurant. But wouldn't that be a kick?
What if someone in line for some kind of destiny, with that niggling possibility, a pearl being formed already, even at a young age, inside their craw, what if they had, like, a "common experience"?
Butt hurting such that I flipped the channel away from all the news to put the awful bad arguments aside. I listened to some music, instead, and then some Good Word.
Look at how they split the country just to keep the media going as a method of entertainment, opinion journalism, Sean with his hatchet. "what makes white people mad." and then of course, all day anti-Trump, and Trump can't get policy out of his mouth for complaining about the media, like he's Rush Limbaugh, or maybe he's echoing the conservative talking points going around Fox and the radio stations. Literally, Mika and Joe didn't have the steam to go-off on Trump for three hours five days a week, so they brought a few hitters, and they find more from the op-ed pages, people like Obama who was credited somewhere as a Constitutional Lawyer and yet, his signature legislation in the AHA was called "unconstitutional but necessary".
Then we say, despite his own "snake eating its own tail" contradictions, that he was the Anointed One, picked to "bring balance", yet putting a big hipcheck on the faultlines in America, setting up the butt hurt mouth of Trump.
I think now, I care, but these choices being offered are so flawed. I either won't vote at all in November, or I'll vote for the Libertarian Candidate. The other Jo.
Jo Mama, or Joe from Obama?
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