so...we attended Mass (i know...i know..i'm an accidental catholic; not one to easily slip by the priest and partake o the eucharist) and i was looking for blessings where i could find 'em. the priest indicated that as he's a gatekeeper (say what?) one can't eat o' the Body and drink the Blood unless one's catholic (me..the particular me...NOT being catholic) but one could cross their collective arms and recieve a blessing. so....i did! and saw the blessing in so many different things....the life and love of our Lord ...my family...my vast network of friends and the unspoken numbers out there who lift me over their shoulders...shift the weight in their legs and urge themselves forward. it was Easter... but it's always Easter isn't it? the Lord has blessed me overwhelmingly in the past several months in His care and complete domination oer dust and moth...(or is that rust and dross) as it's referenced to me. most importantly though...you (you know who you are) attack me lovingly, furtively (you like it when i bandy the term furtive about don't you, sandy) with little to no regard to decorum, tradition or ones fancy. thank you all..for this renewed merging into the wild, somber, cacaphonous, melodic, tragically and flawed travails we all must encounter. Happy Easter!
I KNOW IT!
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