User blog:TurtleShroom/The Times to Come

Today was a new day. The cloud cover was noticable and the air cool. My grandfather now laid forever to rest, we are moving on.

The wind whipped up a consistent and steady breeze. I told my grandfather that I felt a strong sense of "impending change". He said that autumn has finally set in, but I told him it wasn't that (even though he was correct). The change I felt was not that of atmospheric phenonona, but a life change. It felt like a positive one. The reason I had such a feeling is awkward to share, but I feel compelled to tell you it anyway.

When I was young, I was an avid Pokemon fan. Indeed, I still am (though I hate Arceus with major vengance and am midly annoyed that ZK's 1337 PKMN trade IP Address gave me Pokemon that have seals which I can not remove, forbidding their release, deposit, or movement out of my party inventory), but that is beside the point.

In the more advanced versions that followed the originals, with the ritzy features and expansions, the player's hometown was given strong winds, and the caption was that "the town gave a feeling of impending change/the start of a new adventure". The weather matched that perfectly, as if today's meteorlogical events were ripped from the game. Although atheists, secularists, and those who do not have religion will obviously mock me (*cough* Walruses *cough*), I saw this as a sign from the Lord. He was telling me, though this weather, that everything is all right, that things will improve, and that change is in the air.

What this change is, I am excited to find out. Normally, I despise such, but I simply have a gut feeling that said change will be positive, even for a stickler for order as myself.

Considering my awe-inspiring behavior at the funeral, the change may be the one my mother has begged for her entire life. Maybe, just maybe, I'll finally cease my senseless knock-down, drag-out arguments over pointless trivialities, of which brings the most important woman in my life to her knees in tears, and has caused us more grief than anything. The change may be one of obediance, one I and my family have sought my entire life. I obey most anyone easily... except my mother. This is shameful, but true. If I do not get what is so harshly (but truthfully) labelled as "my way", I argue. This must stop, for I won't always receive my way. Perhaps the "change" in the air on this day is just that.

Or, the change is just that Republicans will SWEEP CONGRESS IN NOVEMBER and finally bring all those bans and tax cuts I like to see. Maybe ol' Ron Paul will make something of himself this time. I don't know which, but I'd prefer the first. I can handle the gays on my own terms of "bigotry". {insert evil laugh}

...-but enough with my pointless life!

When I return from my Wednesday feast with my ninety year old great-grandmother, I will disclose the REAL reason I have given you yet another blog post.

I think I am close to exceeding my quota for irrevelant blogs, so please, bear with me as I finish this come later tonight.

You will like what I have to say, as I have many things to say for this site and beyond.

Your Friend,

-- † TurtleShroom™! Jesus Loves You and Died for You!! †    :)  :)  May Charles Kenneth Jones rest in peace.      †        †       Currently in mourning. For those who believe in such things, please pray for me.   22:54, September 29, 2010 (UTC)