Sunday, June 18, 2017
Saturday, June 17, 2017
Kooky Lucy Frost (13)
"Kooky Lucy Frost (13)"
Lucy was face to face with her altruistic and weirdly alternative psychiatrist, him never threatened, as he had mentioned in a past visit, because he knew who he was, and would only be that singular, radiant essence. Anyway, the bizarre conversation ignited, yet while folk claim psychiatrists to be kooks, go meet a gastroenterologist, and unless his mother had intestinal problems or so on, he'll love to offer robotic sodomy. Here we go:
DOCTOR
Have you seen them yet, and is that why you're nervous, having terrible tics around people?
LUCY
Looked confused, but elegantly probed. Seen who my Doctor? Can you be more clear?
DOCTOR
My cell phone is on; thus, this will have to be a bit ambiguous, like a puzzle--it is your job, as my patient, to put together the pieces. The tall blonde women, the shrunken goblin types wearing sunglasses and hats, or those with large foreheads? Do these types of people freak you out?
LUCY
I'm freaked out by everybody save my dog, Pap, and you, but at this moment . . .
DOCTOR
Look around Lucy. Watch the people--if that's what they are. And if you ever do decide to kiss a guy, make sure he is the type of boy you dreamed of in your youth--no other. I'm gonna write you a prescription for an anti-psychotic--think of it as a scientific exorcism. You may experience neurological problems down the road, but fight the good fight, and persevere to the end, for you are the light and the salt of the Earth.
Lucy crinkled her nose like in those old DOBIE GILLIS reruns.
Friday, June 16, 2017
Kooky Lucy Frost (12)
"Kooky Lucy Frost (12)"
Kooky Lucy Frost and Cleveland were in high cotton as the Boll weevils say way down below her city of Buffalo--her now loving and accepting that she lived with Pap; specifically, his charity, faith; plus, hoping against hopelessness, which meant having hope in her.
As she finished her jog, only having to dodge two hot guys on the asphalt ballet part of the suburban sprawl, her high anxiety demanding it, yet she was outside, not letting fear have total victory, even though she knew the whole freaking world was like the STAR WARS cantina, but calmed herself, knowing Obi-Wan Kenobi walked among the true human race.
As she entered Pap's and her new house, Cleveland went straight for his bowl of purified water, and Lucy drank some too, but out of a bottle, of course--Pap was sitting in the den, burning a cherry, and blowing smoke rings like Gandalf the Grey. When Cleveland and her were finished with hydration, they entered the den, both sitting on the couch, Pap smiling, and intrinsically knowing she needed more calming information.
As a result of his fearing God, Pap said to his lovely Lucy: "The Old Testament is weak compared to the New Testament, for Jesus kicked it up a notch. Now, we have to follow His Laws; plus, that of His Father's. But He speaks from the Old Testament, King David knowing to bless the Lord with all his soul, and all that is within him, which is God. And Jesus saying that the Kingdom of Heaven is within you. You see Lucy, there are truths outside of you. But if you allow God and the angels and saints to dwell within, you will make many friends. The Protestants don't understand that Jesus has a family. A family that does the Will of God. And that sometimes a saint or angel can help. Jesus is the Savior, but there are those that heard His Sacred Heart; moreover, those that fed Him their blood and Holy Spirit, while He was inside Her--I'm talking the Virgin Mary: Theotokos. Jesus has friends, and He wants His friends to be your friends. So, just put it all inside of you--the Holy Family, and let it dwell there with effulgent radiance."
Lucy grinned. It was already beginning for her. And Cleveland licked his chops, knowing even the Orthodox Saints loved tame dogs.
Thursday, June 15, 2017
Novena to the Immaculate Heart of Mary
"Novena to the Immaculate Heart of Mary"
O Most Blessed Mother, heart of love, heart of mercy, ever listening, caring, consoling, hear our prayer. As your children, we implore your intercession with Jesus your Son. Receive with understanding and compassion the petitions we place before you today, especially . . . (special intention).
We are comforted in knowing your heart is ever open to those who ask for your prayer. We trust to your gentle care and intercession, those whom we love and who are sick or lonely or hurting. Help all of us, Holy Mother, to bear our burdens in this life until we may share eternal life and peace with God forever. In the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit--Amen.
Wednesday, June 14, 2017
Kooky Lucy Frost (11)
"Kooky Lucy Frost (11)"
Kooky Lucy Frost took the Eucharist; next, the day after, took Cleveland to the Doggy Doc, got him fixed up; then, the day after that, went to see the shrink, and was there now--in this time, concerning events outside, yet within.
The psychiatrist, having wended his way to medical school due to the One, True God, nothing less, allowed her a few bread crumbs, but even offered her more, him wanting at least, to inherit Abraham's Bosom.
Spoke parable-like, using metaphor but linguistic axioms, mentioning a shadow government, parasitic vampires, demons that understood Euclidean Geometry, able to go Multi-Dimensional, but reminding her of her internal crystal, to eat healthy, drink plenty of charged water, allow the Holy Ghost entrance, resist not the evil afterwards, for if it touches that 3rd Person of God--it dies.
Furthermore, he said we are not alone. Newspapers, lawyers, doctors, everybody is affected, and only by allowing the Trinity inside can it be defeated, and to raise her vibrations with profound praise.
Kooky Lucy Frost left with the Sacred Heart's beating symphony within.
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