The Quagmire of my Discontent: The Apocalypse of WeeSaul - Abondon all hope, ye who enter here!!!

Now your life is out of season

The weather in these here parts at this time of the year amazes me. Being that I work the graveyard shift, I get to see all of it in its full glory. There are nights or mornings before the Sun peaks its little head up over the horizon when it is an adventure driving to or from work. There could be three inches of snow on the ground when I leave work and by the afternoon it could all be gone except for isolated patches were it had been shoveled into piles or areas that receive little or no direct sunlight...

It is amazing to tell folks about the misadventures that took place on the way to and from work and have them wearing a sweatshirt looking at me like I had lost my mind. "What are you talking about, there ain't snow covering the ground," they will say to me at some point during the conversation. All I can say is that they ain't seen what I've seen; they ain't got a clue as to the mysteries of this world...

It is amazing. I find nearly everything amazing about this life. The mysteries of life are just that - mysteries - and have no logical explanation for those who actually get to sleep when it is dark outside...

This is the Word of the AntiCrust...

Praise be the Word in all its mysterious glory...