Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Irony alone is a stupid step-child.

I still have not fixed my phone from the time i dropped it in a puddle the last time it rained here in the City of the Angels. This place is vile and wonderful at the same time. When it all comes out in the wash , i am not sure which Stain remains. My leaky rowboat that i sail with granny panties and a broken butt-stock is Faith. Faith in beauty. Faith in magic, creativity and a Divine Justice. Faith in a Feminine God. The mother of the Brat boy warring and judging gods. God of love and understanding. the God of god. Have a good day! Eternal love always.