At least there is now water in our river The dragonflies are celebrating with an orgy of epic proportions |
It's mid-July and so far the year has unwound like a Tasmanian Devil on crack.
Nothing has gone well. Nothing resembles normal. Nobody is having fun yet.
Besides the plague, food and supply shortages, rioting, and being cut off from most of the people and things and activities we love, there is a movement afoot to do away with our money in favor of turning complete control of our lives over to banks and government.
To me that is the worst thing yet. You have all read the reasons why so I won't repeat them.
However, I figured out yesterday WHY all this is happening.
2020 is the year of the rat!
Sneaky, destructive of all things whether it needs them or not, tireless, relentless, and riddled with disease.
Yep, it's all about the rat.
Am I wrong?
I don't think so.
3 comments:
I think you're right. And the fact that it's the Year of the Rat on the Chinese calendar is telling, too.
REv. Paul, ya know I hadn't thought of that aspect, but you are so right!
YOU ARE RIGHT ON! And, Hey, Rev. Paul...You are right also.
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