Yes, Sick Work. More Sick Work

I realized that my friend A would not be responsible for it, she would be a victim.

Recently I found out that I was a very strong person. The lesion on my face irritatingly sapped my strength all my life. I tired after the least exertion. When I came back here after the last hospitalization last July, I immediately started in on cleaning this place up after the EXPLOSION of attending to the ALIEN encounter about 9 months before; then, I started in on removing all the 40 year old furniture from old places and purchasing some new accessories. And my father was astounded at what I was able to do.

Then, unfortunately, it stopped at his holding back on installing an electrical outlet for the stove. That’s been waiting for about 4 months now and, as I said to him the other day, I was waiting and waiting and forgot what I was waiting for. I was falling into a trance and it was becoming very unhealthy. So, everything stopped and now I just want to move out. And that has to wait also on funds becoming available.

So, am I “serving him in the waiting”? I was never really sure what that meant.

But I do see to follow through on the project to “Act out the soul of Auschwitz (done), Hiroshima and Nagasaki” and I see where we all do all of this in our lives here in America. We are responsible, idealistic, and called.

So, I am trying to see how the things that I talked about in my last post reflect the call to this project. How to sensitively address things I have heard, even if only in my own mind. To organize my life more sensitively in this regard.

God, guard my soul in this regard.