Hold me close, the unknown can be treacherous!
What is acceptable to wear to a funeral when it's over 100 Degrees? I want to show respect but I don't want to feel like I'm being cremated.
I guess I will be dressed up, but I'm taking an umbrella to block the sun and possibly the rain. I can't believe in this day and age we don't have clothes with built in a/c. I feel ill. I'm full of worry and heart palpitations and stomach aches... I've inhaled some evil vapor in the basement, disrupted bats, disturbed ant hills, burned twisted branches of an old tree that may have held the ropes of dead men hanged, gassed the spirits in the beehive, cracked some mirror, watched a falling star for too long without making wishes... Went to have more things cut off me and the nurse that said, "This might hurt you... lil' prick," a few weeks back was already laughing while sticking the needle into me because she was thinking about "lil' prick" and how I would work it into the conversation, so I said, "You want me to try and work the 'lil' prick' in, don't you?" To which she fell on the floor in spasms. Tonight while using magick spells, incantations, conjurations, and invocations for power, money, fame, love and commanding the universe to bend to my will so I can be a successful author, filmmaker and an amazing sex god with a big long fat knob, I realized that even though the Harry Potter film is gonna make billions of dollars, they ain't getting one penny out of me! I've spend my time well. I've been eating peanut butter cookies and watching the work of the late great filmmaker, Jean Rollin!