“An upbeat religous singer started praising on the radio about how when you’re curled up on the kitchen floor and the house is on fire, this is not the end – but a rock-solid, firm-on-the-ground new beginning.
And while I appreciated his levitudes, they had the backlash effect of the fact that it is my self that is on fire, and if what he says is true, I do not appreciate any god burning me down so that I may become something new in this manner.
Cackling with overboard insane laughter, I visualized warning the singer who had entered into my domicile unbidden, “You’re in Danger” – and then chasing him around with canine teeth extended until he was effectively flushed out of and well away from my castle!”
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