Now it seems that Jesus and the devil are fighting for my attention!
You see, I drink ionized water.
Here's my machine that has helped me so much!
People think I'm a kook because it greatly increased my cognitive healing after my brain injury. After a year of brain games and following doctors' orders, within 1 month, my 5 minute attention span became 20 minutes
yeah yeah laugh away ... i'm telling you ... it's the truth bitches!
I'm a bit of a water fiend/snob.
Don't bother asking me if I'd like a glass of anything when I come by your humble dwelling. Well, unless it's coffee, but then I probably have had my one cup for the day and will refuse that as well.
Anyway, you have to change both the filters every once in a while when the tracking number gets to 9999, and the numbers are displayed on the front.
So, I approached my wonderful machine to fill my super thick Ikea glass full of oxygen filled love.
As I got right up to the machine, I saw this:
I suppose that if there is a 'God', and Jesus is hanging around with G'pa in the attic, then The Devil should have a few words in as well, right?!
I mean, we can't really just listen to one side of the story, right?
It's only fair.
All I can say is I hope I don't start seeing Jesus in my toast, or The Devil in my dreams.
But really, all I want to say is I'm still waiting for my phone call from 'God'.
If this phone call does come, you're allowed to legally commit me to an institution.
You might as well, because I'll probably be sitting in the corner sucking my thumb.
That would be the final straw that would blow my mind.
In the meantime, while I'm waiting for 'God' to surface and prove it's existence, I'll just keep trudging along with life as I know it.
I mean, it's super important to get in my America's Next Top Model quota, not to mention I'm starting on the next film score.
which has me sooooooo excited!!! this one will be right up my industrial music alley!!!
Now that The Devil has made it's appearance for this agnostic verging on atheist, I can see that my life is balanced again, and I will be back to slamming the door on the zealots that come a knockin'.
There ya have it.
I thought I was famous here in Blogger and Tranny Terrorist land!
Even Jesus and The Devil want a piece of me.
Either that or the medicinal marijuana has fried my brain, leaving me delusional.
But then again, I do have pictures for proof!