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 I have to maintain appearances. This major slogan keeps me chill when I am fanning the flames of divine love. Chill lol.

I went on a walk yesterday. I paused at the graveyard. I don't remember the profound thought of that moment. Only that in the ground there are dead humans once very much like myself. And the people around me.

When I came home, I walked to the park where the trees are and the water. The tree which threw a branch down to the water. It had thorn on it. I have talked about that, right? It has an actual elephant shaped root system. So I decided to write a story about that. And I am still kind of emotional because I have nursed myself with all kinds of divine renderings. And they've left me near speechless. 

Anyway. There were a couple of stories I wrote in the store yesterday as I very slowly walked the aisles. One of them had to do with a cat. A cat frossd my path and it went down from its perch to my feet to smell me. Then rubbed along my feet. And I thought that the whole point of cats was to rub their faces against feet, so that was a story. I don't know if tigers rub their faces like house cats do, against each other, but these were supposed to be fables. Maybe spiritual fables. Teaching about God's loving provisions. He gives us sweet little friends like cats!