glorycloud's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the idols he shall utterly abolish It is 8:59 AM Tuesday morning in the cosmic death flow. Outside this morning it looks overcast/clouded over. It is suppose to rain today. We shut up the cage yesterday and turned on the AC. It is blessing to have a cool cell and a full stomach. "Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have; for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee" Hebrews 13:5. Carol and I both got up around 7 o'clock AM to face our separate individual lives in the city of the Great Whore. Carol left this morning to do errands of mercy. She works the next two nights. I have been wandering my cell this morning listening to death and black metal. I did write in my paper diary this morning. I have nothing to do today worth doing. Yesterday I sat a lot and read from these two novels, "Pinkerton's Sister" a novel by Peter Rushforth and "George Mills" a novel by Stanley Elkin. Last night I read late into the night. Now it is another day to seek the Lord. I suppose I will close to brush my teeth and read my books. Existence keeps zooming by! There is no way out. "[10] Enter into the rock, and hide thee in the dust, for fear of the LORD, and for the glory of his majesty. 9:18 a.m. - 2016-08-30 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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