I fantasize that if I do a SUPER-HUMAN "Clean-uP" job on this property, Jesus, will "slide by" ... I will see Him and invite Him to smoke a bowl with me, so We can solve the World's Problems lickety-split* . I mean I WOULDN'T "press Him" to Miracle a few "munchie" treats, but since He can read Minds, gotta figure I'm "Good" .
When I am at my Best, the Interior receives an Easter Bleaching, meaning, the floors and windows get 'treatment', the kitchen gets SERIOUSLY "Bleached", and EVERYTHING gets the touch of the Dust Cloth . One Season I bleached the Refer [fridge] just in case He wanted to get Himself some seltzer or milk . Sometimes one can't be too sure .
When you grow-up Portuguese-Catholic the words, "Cleanliness is next to GODLINESS" are weaponized to the extent that they produce a "Cringe" that makes one's ears BLEED. At this point, {even when I was still a kid} Spring Cleaning becomes some sort of RELIGIOUS RITUAL, the point of which is to Manifest Heaven on Earth, i.e., creating a Clean and Clear Environment so that Heavenly Angels can descend to "Make Way" for a potential Jesus Moment . I want That .
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