Ah man, right when I awoke, I laid there 3:30a, thinking about the very communal dream I just had then it suddenly disappeared. That happens all the time. It sux bc im a loner & I prize conversations. Like the time I had just studied my lines for a play 2 hours & was on break. Vicky, my sweet neighbor, had me walk to the dumpster with her. Then we went to the pool that had people in it & talked all about me, I’m a jailbird, the arrest, therapy, tackled by a retired soldier, his binding me till Officer Wilkerson, 26, arrived & took me to PAMS, Pinellas Anger Management System. About my sitting cuffed in the cop car flashing & my neighbor’s walking her dog, looking in, then seeing my sitting there with my handcuffs up, smiling. That neighbor’s husband was on the local board of education. He knew all about the anger management then Windmoor, my mental hospital, then my assisted living facility with a very-very-very mean instructor. Countless times he Cornered me & lips 2” from my face screamed as hard as he could jealous of my good looks & smarts. The same reason I was the school’s object of ridicule. That was very-very-very hard. Mom caught him screaming at me & withdrew me. I used to go to school to be ridiculed 8-3 bc 100s of times I was the only 1 to score 100. I wrote 1,000 pages about me. “All About Michael dee house” at lulu-dot-com. The dream I had was a conversation I woke & pondered then it disappeared. I grieved taking all the time to talk about me & not my 2 favorite verses, rom 10:9-10 + ac 2:38. Look them up. Can you tell why I love them? I thought of the two thirty nine letdowns I had and how God wants me to have nothing to do with them. That made me think of the Mentally challenged guy who placed a false accusation about me and how I talked to him. That was unwise. I won't have anything to do with my two thirty nine letdowns because they proved their tastes. I found, initiate spoiled brats won't make a connection.Ah, I'm just a grouch! That shows me we don’t belong together. Click the huge, huge B in the top of this blog to see my other files. look at my 2 fav verses-- ac 2:38 & rom 10:9-10.
May 30
dream career is writing ministry 2k words a dy 10k every fri proofed sat then mailed to my literary agent sat. who finds the $10 e-pamphlet 300 buyers every wk, then sell the pamphlet on 1m addresses then buy me & Andrea an inner city downtown condo. my spiritual will be fed by my study. i still need social unfortunately. that's fed by st pete senior center. but i often get in trouble by ordering a big black beautiful coffee. i sleep 8-3. last night, i slept 8-1, 5 hrs,so i will lay in bed till 3... 7 hours sleep, which is best. my writing 2k words a day gives me the motive to continue my richard simmons exercise, which are why im always craving sugar, something I get very little of. please pray I get a job freelance writing 2k a day $3k a week funding all andrea & my expenses. most important every $1 i get i give the nearest Christian publisher $.20. tithes are $.10. the richest ppl in my family were the most miserable. look at great papa jb, the town owner. he gave ...
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