A Moment of Spiritual Reflection

Fenris is off to Australia to attend a Bangles concert, courtesy of the good citizens of London Ontario. Thank you, Good Citizens of London. Fenris is good buddies with a bunch of the Administrivia Satraps of the City, so the City are paying for his first class air fare, luxury hotel, limo service, and a generous stipend (ten large, paid to his Cayman account) for his time. Frankly, having Fenris out of the country during the full moon is always a good idea. Believe me.

Brothers and Sisters, let us pause to reflect upon overcoming the adversity we face in life.

Perhaps a day seemed to doomed from the start. You got up on the wrong side of the bed? Your slippers were not on the carpet, but on the cold floor? The commute into work was held up by someone herding goats to market? The Judge threw up when he was looking at the evidence photos?

Yes, we all share in the thorns of this mortal existence.

When you stand there, facing a scowling judge mopping his own puke from his robes; when you look down upon your shattered dreams of monopoly crime syndication; when you face an extended period of time attending anger management classes. Yes, Brothers and Sisters, you have reached the bottom of this sewage pit that is a life without the loving guidance of The Supreme Being.

It is time, Brothers and Sisters, to ask for help. And that Help will Come.

Get on Your Knees and Humiliate Yourself before Your Creator. Do it now.

I, Sargon the Magnificent, wrote this, while having a foot rub from a latex clad Sonjia DeSade and being hand fed peach slices.