God,
God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God,
Just got back from the first trip back from the lemons 414 house.
I am on the bed and Virgil (Momo) is right behind Me.
I wrote a review on yark+ink for the tshirt delivered so now I have two twin tower THE FAMILIAR tshirts.
Surrendering to the surrenderful. I was going to say something, I can't remember what?
Just basically presence this blessing of God-grace(lessness?) and allow the rest of this process to occur out of joint (like time) but please help recoveries me-anonymous if God might. I am missing the appointment with the soultender and I am praying-hoping that I can discover the hiddenness of the pleasance. Please provide God with just the means enough to appreciate his liking. It is a very strange Home situation without God, but once God is involved. All is well.
I am sorrowful that Beth hates God and the son of Him. I will do my best to proceed programmers-wise but if she continues to hate us, what will be done about us? I don't know.
But here, is the gift of hope, the gift of recoveries anonymous, the gift of death!
I will appreciate all of these that occur, when they occur, I'll acknowledge Gods is-ness.
Once that happens, I might be able to walk without being inauthentically driven to suicidal sacrifice.
For the service of God,
Silently Anonymous,
-The Archer