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four pools of dog vomit

It is in the death flow 10:01 AM Thursday morning. Outside the sky is filled with black smoke. I think the death machines are on fire across the road.

Carol just went to bed. She leaves this afternoon for a four day get away with girlfriends. Every year in the month of September my wife meets up with three of her girlfriends from Nursing School days and they go off someplace for four days. This year Carol and her girlfriends are driving up north to spend four days at a resort located on Lake Michigan.

I got up this morning around 6;15 AM. When I got up I found a pile of dog shit and four pools of dog vomit to clean up. I think Rudy is finally losing it in his old age. Carol says I should walk him around the block before going to bed at night. I hate walking around Zombie Land at night. I might get attacked by some mad Dutch vampire.

I ate a bowl of cereal for breakfast. I ate my cereal messing with our main computer. Once again a mob of thugs are destroying property so as declare that black lives matter. In the city of Chicago hundreds of black people are being killed by black people and yet there are no protests by black people. I find that weird. To me if black people want to show us white people that black lives matter then go to a city like Chicago and protest against all the black gang violence/killing.

I also think that if rich black football players want to show to the world that black lives matter they should give their millions of dollar salaries to help black people achieve a better life. It is easy to kneel on national television, but give away your wealth to help black people is hard/self-denial.

I read this morning a new book I received in the mail yesterday titled, "Hermeneutics as Apprenticeship: How the Bible Shapes Our Interpretive Habits and Practices" by David I. Starling.

I have no plans for the day ahead of me. Existence keeps speeding by!

Last night I made a video for my BookTube channel and read "Serena" by Ron Rash. Now it is another day to sing and dance my existence away. I should mow our lawn soon. We are now in the Autumn season.

"[26] Ye shall not eat any thing with the blood: neither shall ye use enchantment, nor observe times.
[27] Ye shall not round the corners of your heads, neither shalt thou mar the corners of thy beard.
[28] Ye shall not make any cuttings in your flesh for the dead, nor print any marks upon you: I am the LORD.
[29] Do not prostitute thy daughter, to cause her to be a whore; lest the land fall to whoredom, and the land become full of wickedness.
[30] Ye shall keep my sabbaths, and reverence my sanctuary: I am the LORD.
[31] Regard not them that have familiar spirits, neither seek after wizards, to be defiled by them: I am the LORD your God.
[32] Thou shalt rise up before the hoary head, and honour the face of the old man, and fear thy God: I am the LORD.
[33] And if a stranger sojourn with thee in your land, ye shall not vex him.
[34] But the stranger that dwelleth with you shall be unto you as one born among you, and thou shalt love him as thyself; for ye were strangers in the land of Egypt: I am the LORD your God.
[35] Ye shall do no unrighteousness in judgment, in meteyard, in weight, or in measure.
[36] Just balances, just weights, a just ephah, and a just hin, shall ye have: I am the LORD your God, which brought you out of the land of Egypt.
[37] Therefore shall ye observe all my statutes, and all my judgments, and do them: I am the LORD." Lev. 19:26-37

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