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sundays I like best because of all the angels in my yard
the way they sway and bob and sometimes detonate(oops) that must be by accident not by god. I like sundays best, because they make me feel warm and well rested, like jesus must have felt. also, knowing there is a nonspecific benevolance floating out in space over all our heads; turning lights green for the worthy, starving the children of sinners in third world countries and so on. It is all very wonderful and worth the while.On sundays, I just want to lay in bed all morning and count my blessings. Sunday is like one long continual orgasm, but without the monkey sounds or the strange faces I have been told I make. Sunday is bigger than all things big because it is like listening to madona sing her greatest hits live in your living room - the young madona, not the old wrinkled one(that is how god punished her for being lude). I guess I just mostly like sundays because I know in my heart God is looking down right on me and saying, here is a troubled soul, but still one I made with good intentions and love in, I think I'll let him live another day - but then again, he could rip my head off, because everyone who truly believes knows that god has a big pincher claw for one of his hands(instead of a hand) and he waves it like those silly mudcrabs at the beach(the ones in the tidal flats) as if to say come my children, come closer, let me adorn you with love and all things good (and pinch your fucking heads off.) Sunday I like best because of all the near misses and sudden impacts of truth and tardiness. I'm late for the truth, and I can't get up.
