I was on the bus earlier, today having a perfactly innocent conversation with a compleat stranger__who broke the ice by asking me: if i was a painter; while i sat there in full-garb, with a pot full of brushes and tools__looking as though i was eather on my way to, or returning from work, at 1-30 in the afternoon. When he asked me what kind of painter i was, it became apparent the conversation engaged in then, needed-a-changing! Naturaly being somehow the most magnisifcant thing on the bus, the continued conversation for a full 15 to 18 minutes__ stayed on me, or more spisfically, on who some people think me to be.
Let's be perfactly clear here: Although this younger gentelman was a chemestry studant, at no time did he insinuate i might be insain; in spite of the fact i pratically identifed myself with Christ Himself, and forgot to even mention__in all that time, that: Actually i am nothing more than the twice confirmed Prodigy-child of both my Church & my Religion. Or more spisficaly: The one ment to prepair the way for the return of our Lord and Master; should such a thing be possible and not mearly the imanginations of men's minds.
I made it clear i had sent (duyba) to war for betraying me, and that The Doors of Armegiddion themselves had been directly swung asunder__through me, and because of the wickedness of those whom would deni me. And there really was nothing more that i could do, as we departed the bus in confusion. Heading across the lane/way i had lost sight of the young fellow, and aproching the rock i was going to sit on__while waiting for my boss to come pick me up, the guy almost came out of nowhere; asking where i was going.
But he already knew the answer, because, he assured me, when asking: What was my favorit number(?) to be told eight {8} because it also ment infinity when laied on its side... he said: " That was a sign i was very sure of myself ". And we were both sure i was eather God, or the closest thing to Him on that bus..! So i guess he was right once we departed and i wished him a happy life:
I am very sure of myself! But how can i help it and should i even try. The truth is the truth. i can't change that My Lovelies, any more than i can change the wether. And again: Why whoud i want to? Everybody i have ever met__is sure of me. So...who am i to question them.??
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Unfortunatly todays conquest didn't quite seem to have the inteligance to be a Deciple, or, i forgot to ask. But Deciples still are wanted immediately!!
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Saturday, May 30, 2009
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