How come some of us only pray hard, think about your goodness

when in time of need and sickness? It’s shameful. Short in moneys for

rent…where are you, Jesus? In my next fight I expect to be triumphant.

Those pesky lottery numbers I don’t get? My girlfriend left me, hear

me? Not a mouse stirring. Only the spinning of the wheels as the song

says. Lost my job! Have no moneys for gas! Pray hard and think about

Jesus. That bastard hasn’t paid me! Help me getting him a three day

stomach ache. Inflation is brutal! Im still being paid the same!

I think am going to migrate…where, where, where…there are shootings

everywhere! I was thinking about Denmark…and just saw in the news

that…people are killed as flies there too! by a crazy imbecile idiot!

I thought that only happened in my neighborhood. No.

I won’t take more of your precious time, Jesus. Thanks for listening.

EO