Being here and being who I am amazed no one. Having a serious upside or a life of tremendous short comings is calculated in my every step. I mentioned once about my questionable historic background and will again here. My parents are biblical and the questions of who they are may be erased due to corruption and adultery.
The serious tone of my thoughts are interrupted by the blare of a horn. My father is king David who played different roles through history. My grandparents may be Jacob (Isreal) and Moses (my mom’s side). How is this possible as I watch a 2020 sedan pass by. Easy, sex and marriage maybe a little bit of planning and a touch of love and luck.
My mother is a little bit more difficult to explain and one day Maybe I will. The easiest connection for me goes back to Nebuchadnezzar (king) (emperor), Who I affectionately call “first piece” (grandmother). I think it is my grandmother (joached) who may have been the first of us or near it. It is hard for me to find the names.
I look at the holes in my socks and walk while stating at the symbols in my palm they shift slightly when my attention lingers there. Time passes and my mind slips… 45 minutes passed and I missed it. I try to remember the last thing I did and remember the holes in my socks. I stop to ball them under my feet and notice a message.
The embroidery is italicized and stenciled in thick plain embossments. Very plain it says “you are invited” hmph.
Knowing what this is not a threat, my joy is multiplied by the discretion. Another trial, the competition and work is not quite the worry. How I complete and how will my giftcompete are. I may not be able to resist.
The torch exist and is much larger than you can believe. My time will not be wasted and my concerns now are on my responsibilities. I prefer my privacy.
Next before the end it will be Mandriscoe vs. Erect sons