Blog and other works of literary sense
|Here is a collection of ruminations and whatnot.|
|An alternate history of Jesus Christ.
Jesus was born to Mary Virgin Mary and Joseph, his foster father. Jesus was the Son of God. Jesus and Mary never got along. She was a whore. Prostitute. Joseph hated her. He took care of Jesus. But Mary ignored Jesus as he was developing in life. Jesus left home and began his preaching and ministry. Then he got the message he was going to be killed. He escaped a couple of times. He was going through a lot of mental attack from the Devil.
Then he had that last supper with his apostles and then they went off to the Garden of Gethsemane. His apostles were sleepy and couldn't keep watch with Jesus who went off to a more secluded part of the Garden. There he prayed and went through tremendous suffering because he knew this was the night they were going to kidnap him and put him into hell. He prayed and Prayed. God sent him an angel to console him. Then God sent him another angel, Raphael. Raphael was persuaded to take Jesus' place and go through the hell he was going to be going through. Jesus escaped. His apostles helped him escape. Jesus, now Raphael, was arrested.
Raphael as Jesus was labeled Jesus Christ. He was crucified. They knackered him, which was the worst indignity. Raphael hated it and hated Jesus, the one who got away.
Raphael went through the death and he got out of it because he was really satan. Now Jesus Christ is Satan. The Catholic Church devised a
"Mass" to make the real Jesus suffer on the altar where he was symbolically crucified over again.
Jesus is no longer alive and his memory is what we all pray to and ask for help. Satan is working overtime to find where Jesus is and he won't find him because Jesus is now gone and is in the Real heaven where he enjoys his life with God.
|I'm now in the process of revising my novel The Last One: JFK Returns, The Sequel.
i published previously on my blogger but it didn't seem to be enough. I needed to add more scenes and give more of a better ending to the book.
The characters weren't as developed as I wanted. The new characters, I mean. I wanted them to have a point of view that could lend relevance to the motive of killing JFK.
|I’m going to be attending a Mary Kay webinar tomorrow. One of the many things that I fear about being a Mary Kay consultant is that I do not have enough friends or acquaintances and trying to find new people is a difficult challenge. I am not albe to go out and about and strike up a conversation with people, women, who I could ask to try Mary Kay because of (1) the pandemic andn (2) my innate shyness. I suppose I could do this were this papndemic not present. This is thwarting my interest in selling my Mary Kay business.
However, I am doing what I can. I go on social media, on Twitter and facebook to gain a following of my Mary Kay business. But my Twitter account is someewhat filed with other topics that I’m interested in and that might be a problem for those who wish to buy from me.
I’ve been able to sell one item to someone but I had to be patient. Patience is the key, I’m told. SO it will likely take a few more weeks or a few more months to get my business off the ground.
I have asked a Lender to help me with getting my business to get started. I’ve asked them to help me with a minimal amount of money to do it. I have not heard back from them as it is the weekend. If they think I can do some good for their business then I might be able to get money to get more Mary Kay inventory.
|Two dreams last night.
One was that I was either looking for a job and then another job came up. The first job was not to clear to me but it was something to do witih working with an office of some sort, a technical type of workplace. Then the next job that I found myself in was in a bacteriology lab and they were getting rid of old agar (green) that had old bacteria that were anaerobic and so that was gross.
Second dream I was somewhere that had people in it and a dog. It seemed it was my dog (not my real dog but a black dog) and there were people who were in an Arabic costume or maybe they were Arabs? They were there to offer their helicopter to send my dog home and then I was confused with the bill and it got too big because I somehow wrote on the thing so I was not happy that the bill was doubled.
I awoke when my puppy started to puke so I got up and then that was the end of the dream.