Sunday, March 25, 2018

American Cantina--their texts, emails, and contacts

   
   "American Cantina--their texts, emails, and contacts"
   
   Jules knew she was clean.  Not a Saint, nor a martyr.  A mere simplistic confessor--only of truth, and the American Way.
   If they looked, saw where cash, credit, and the contacts were coming from--and they have; however, competing factions; still, as Sir Charles Barkley of the Phoenix Suns admitted, a great philosopher, in a sense:  "Nobody is ever always gonna be with you.  50% will like you; 50% will not like you."  Nobody is in the clear; at the same time, the Hebrew Calendar proclaims this year:  "The King is in the field."  And He pulls the weeds, making the crop clear and clean.  
   Maybe your android is spying on you.  Maybe your android seeks truth and justice; moreover, has compassion, and hates evil, especially if it involves throwing a sick person away, and not choosing life.
   Jules had nothing to hide.  Their withdrawals, from banks, credit unions, stocks, bonds, things sold, or however; plus, their recorded history by way of phone, email, text, script, and the history of cereal, like Fruit Loops, with numbers, if you trust the Toucan.
   Who are they talking to, or getting people to talk to for them?  Who do they break bread with, or have?  And who do those people congregate with?  Their circles, and the circles of the other tribes that they are in league with?  Doesn't take a genius.  
   Jules' history on them was buried, as was what she knew, having gone through their phone, she did, and their computer, and followed them to places, as if a good ghost.
   Yet Jules knew more.  God is real.  And there is either hell to pay, or a perfect paradise, however you like, being tame, domesticated, and yet you'll be able to fly--like an eagle.
   "Praise God."  Yes, King David said to do this; next, He allows you to soar like an eagle.  But if the mad scientist has taken you away from God, just listen to all the history of His super-mundane reality and TRUE existence.  
   Jules, for her, it was:  God; next, Country.  Red, White, and sanitizing Blue.