Desires In Seventh-Heaven:

I dreamt about this when I was in Craig hospital, Colorado, months after my trauma, under alla those physical contraptions and heightened pain; it was a Way to 'release' myself, distance myself, soda speak, from the literal world who'd caused this, a 'prescription' to set my mind at ease because I knew where I was going after I perished. Didn't wanna stay here - we all move-on following our Divine Judgment. I just had to mortify2fortify for a time, which continues to this day. God will have +TRILLIONS+ more, of course, but this is just the tip-O-iceberg of what will happen to those who accept the Trinity, love thy neighbor, and live according to the Rules set down, which isn't difficult.

Let's begin 1. Pile onto a magic-carpet to take-off with my HoneyBun, Miss Wisdom; we'll fly to the stars, coast around the atmosphere, and, finally, we'll land to ski down a mountain 10X higher than K2 in shorts, doing moguls, flips, skiing-backwards, and whatever comes naturally; there'll be a large, log cabin with smoke already coming from the chimney, as we'll wok inside to a sauna/hot-tub or a cozy, sub-basement for hot-chocolate or pina-coladas, as there'll be a 'faux-bear' rug on the floor, scented candles, and a baby grand which we'll play a duet.

2.We'll dive into the fresh-water, Pacific ocean, only four-feet-deep in the middle, as a stilt house a ways from shore will be our destination, where we can climb up after we swim-out under a 69-degree-sky - clouds, seagulls, turtles, turqouise water. Beyond beautiful. After we get cleaned-up, after we climb the stairs, my Sweetheart God and I will play, kiss, snuggle, and many, many other wonderfull, delicious things.

3. If we wanna swim for long stretches underwater? Nadda problem. God Almighty will POW!! fix us with gills; then, when we're back on dry land, She'll POW!! give us our lungs back. Sounds crazy? If you have the desire, anything is possible Upstairs; while for those who're only ready for milk from the breast, this isn't for you.

4. I'll come to the yard outside Her mansion after pedaling 500ish miles where I'll park my Godspeed along a hitchpost, planting any number of White Pines, Sycamores, Pin Oaks (my job Upstairs); there should be a bridge o'yonder where I'll plant additional Red Buds and Siouxland Cottonwoods, Red Oaks. Looove to plant saplings and, if I'm goood on earth, I'll be gooder in Heaven. My point is this: for God, anything's possible; we all have our special touch that's absent when we aren't living for Heaven - and nobody can fill that space but YOU

5. We'll go hiking Upstairs in the mountains, skiing, dancing from the rafters, pool parties, river rafting, snowboarding, kayaking, roller-blading, bungee-jumping from the troposphere, into volcanoes, never getting hurt.

6. the MOST awesome, MOST spectacular roller-coaster-rides anywhere in theUNIVERSE. Get this. The coaster'll cover TEN-THOUSAND-SQUARE-MILES, may be larger, and it'll shoot us to the stars and, at mach seven plus, we'll go SKREEEEEMIN' down! Fulla flips, turns, loop-de-loops, and all sorts of very cool stuff never before seen on this planet. The Trinity will have them all o'Heaven for me and you, too, if you desire it - actually, God will have an entire planet designed and devoted to literal Roller-Coaster rides, which you may jet to after an easy days work. Goggles are a maybe.

12. Fireworks! Fireworks! Fireworks! Colours I ain't never seen, aren't even in this mortal spectrum, which will shoot-off from a fully-furnished tree-house, complete with a bar for drinks/fuzzy navels!!

13. The sun will go down just below the horizon to fill the sky withe most awe-inspiring-colours - turquoise mixed with peach and azure. Totally breath taking. It'll be like that every night, too, different sky, different colours. We'll have a spacious view, too, with big, picture windows overlooking the Misty Mountains; then, when we wake-up after a full nights rest, to some french toast, delicious pomagranite, SoBe, and as much baklava as we can handle, as the sun slowly creeps up to bring us another day together. She'll teach me to wok-on-water after I brush my teeth, of course

14. I'll practice Tai Chi with Miss Wisdom. I'll be verrrygood. I'll have eternity.

15. God will let me find out how-in-the-world sHe puts together those teeeny-weeeny-tiny insects; then, She'll lemme try. Just as Saint Joseph did for young Jesus in the carpenter's shop, I looove bugs, specially the weird, South American ones

37. She'll sit behind me and SheNi shall type on our PC a whole slewOstories about anything 'N every-thing: some earthly tales, some erotic, some adventure, some space battles like StarWars, but 969.69nonillion times better, where I'd always kill the bad-guys, rescue the damsel-in-distress, and love for ever

101. We won't have any BO or bad breath!! Think it through, desire everything!! That's EXACTLY whot God wants you to do! And, no, it isn't in the Bible; the Bible's just the tip-of-the-iceberg (want proof?? read John 21:25).

True, the Word is Truth, God's power, but, yet, don't be conformed into thinking the Bible is all sHe sed. Desire more, desire everything.

You might need a cell phone for this delicate maneuver (NOTE: only for black belts and higher):

Stand outside some bar some Friday night in the summer when there's drunks coming out (better go in a group);

When they fumble around to get their keys, FIRST, ask'm if they'd like for you to drive. Fair enough? Totally fair. Most, if not all, will flat-out refuse, saying a string of caustic vitriol, poifectly kosher for those in that state;

SECOND, if they're really drunk, offer to help them get their keys in the lock. They cannot decline. Fair enough? Totally fair. Then, when you have their keys, hide'm and call the coppers; if they try to ruff-you-up, lay'm to waste... but dont kill'm. That's a sin. Might have to call a paramedic to deal withe overkill.

DRUNKEN PEOPLE usually don't have too much sense anyway if they wanna be in that state in the first place; you're doing them a flavor by making them think while they're in jail. Actually, you should be proud, not haughty, by wiping-up the gutters from their killing kind - and the coppers will definitely respect you. You pro'bly saved a life or several by your heroism.

I never had a loved one die by a drunk, but they were sure speeding like they were. At least they didn't hitNrun. That's honorable, Mark. You'll get rewarded when you perish. I know. God doesn't make trash.

True Story:

in Punxatawny, PA, when I was staying with my uncle before they called him away to Pittsburgh in the seminary, I wanted to start my own dojo (Japanese: karate school), all dressed-up in my old gi, new black belt, and sat, stroking my chin, wondering how I could attract them precious, lil' youngins, knowing I'd have to do something totally insane and stupendous to appeal to them to stop by my RongWay dojo

I'll eat some worms!! Yeah!! Yummmy!! I rushed off the hilltop to fetch me a shovel with my John Belushi/Animal House Hot-dog!! Boy, you shoulda seen those kids!! Eyes wide, jaws dropped, BIG mutha nightcrawlers, wriggglin and ferocious, very hard2hold with my deathgrip.

That did it. They - were - appalled. Worms have protein, right? HeeHee I ate five, didn't bawrf, lived till morning. Taught again. Whew. Thank you, Jesus.

Withe economy on the precipice, I think it'd be a verrry good idea to eat worms when you're out of food. Not very filling, but if you eat many of 'em, nutritious, delicious, crunchy with nuts. Do I?? I eat pasta. Same thing.

A woman who had an abortion met Padre Pio. She said, “I never knew abortion was a sin.” He replied: “What do you mean, you didn’t know that was a sin? That’s killing… it’s a sin, a great sin.”

Padre Pio’s devotion to the Virgin Mary was rooted in the truth that Jesus specifically wills such devotion. Jesuschose to come to earth through Mary. Similarly, Jesus chooses that we come to Him through her; for her soul magnifies the Lord. As Scripture teaches:

“And Mary said: My soul doth magnify the Lord: And my spirit hath rejoiced in God, my Savior. Because he hath regarded the humility of his handmaid: for behold, from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed. For He that is mighty hath done great things to me.” (Lk 1:46-49)

One night Padre Pio was sitting alone in a room absorbed in prayer when an old man entered and sat next to him. “I looked at him but never thought of how he managed to get in the friary at that hour. I asked him: ‘Who are you? What do you want?’" The man answered: "Padre Pio, I am Pietro di Mauro. I died in this friary on September 18, 1908, I'm still in Purgatory, and I need a Mass to free my soul from it. God has given me permission to come to you and ask for your prayers." After I had listened to his story, I said: "You can rest assured that I will celebrate Mass tomorrow for your liberation.”

One time someone asked Padre Pio how Purgatory could be avoided. He replied, “By accepting everything from God’s hand; offering everything up to Him with love and thanksgiving will enable
us to pass from our deathbed to paradise.”

1. if you have moolah left-over, donate it to the person behind you in the grocery (God will not and cannot be outdone, thus, giving YOU mega blessings); 2. git in a wheelchair even if you're able to walk and pick-up the little specks-O-schtuff on the floor at Sunday mass or at temple (precisely how all the great saints acted: they were extremely humble, never caring about what the dead-head-world thought); 4.pick-up the trash around the house and/or in your house as best as you're able; 6. don't ever watch TV anymore; we only have this finite existence soon to end 8. help an old person who can't see too well git-up the curb; dress nice, even to the store, showing you care about how you present yourself to the world which helps ultra greatly when you lead people to the King of Hearts; stop and say, 'I love you' to the girly-babies. ask how old they are; ask what's their name. Women love that: to have a dude be so interested in their child, makes their day, as I'm a child, almost 10ish 9. say the family Rosary - doesn'tmatter if you aren't Catholic: our Mother is the Queen of Humanity; 10. don't go to filthy movies anymore 11. don't do rampant abortion... or you'll pay the price sooner or later 12. don't do the worship of Follywood - all a bigga wastea time 14. don't forget the Divine Mercy at 3am or 3pm everyday 16. repeat this prayer: 'Jesus, Mary, Joseph! I love you! Save them souls!' 18. tell me something: where-O-where does it say anything about reincarnation in the Bible? it DOESN'T. Nada. Nil. Zilch. you got one life, pal. use it for His Glory. don't abuse it; 19. don't be greedy; don't be stuck-up like you're so much better than the rest of humanity: we're ALL sinful mortals left with only 2 options... and 1 of 'em ain't too cool after you're six-feet-under; 21. don't be a part of this world any more than you have to: be nice while you're here, of course, but don't be like Isis; respect others and their religions - only Jesus who sees through to their heart can be the final mediator 22. don't do Mega-Fornication like the porn stars who die-out like a BlackHole 24. don't do disgusting sodomy, gays. Jesus, our Lord and God, wouldn't even think of that, yet, He has mercy on the homosexuals till death; 25. before you go to bed, kids, ya gotta wanna have 2 thangs: a Rosary around your neck and a Rosary someplace on you which wards-off the killer demons - they don't stand a chance against our Mother: 'Trust in my Son and you will be shown His Great Mercy; believe in my Son’s Promise to come again and you will have Eternal Life' -our Mother 27. and, no, I aint as pure-as-the-driven-snow; I'm a sinful mortal just as you are 28. yes, kids, take it from me, Mr. Super-Savvy-Sardonic-Satires-who-wants-to-take-you-for-the-ride-of-your-limited-lifetime: I saw Seventh-Heaven and, yes, angels DO fart if you ask'm, though I personally wouldn't recommend it; however, the Abyss o'Misery?? the freek'n stench of Hell is worse than a dead dude sitting outside for ten days in August... and the demons won't giveAsh¡t if you'd not prefer to lay on toppa'm. I'm as serious as Hells Angels in a rumble 30. pray for me... because I sure pray for you: like I sed many times before, does not matter if you aren't a Catholic. What does Romans 10:10 say? Gotcha. Moot point 31. if you put a lantern under some clothing, soon, it'll catch fire and it grows dark cuzza lack of O² - precisely the Way our society has become: if Jesus is the Source of oxygen, we have cut-off the physiology; if you go to a Lighthouse, the Lighthouse, Jesus, bringing 'ships' in, ocean liners carrying thousands of people - that ship is none other than US. absolutely nobody shall say at thy Final Judgment, coming forward with a raised hand 32. I think, therefore, I am: will you rise-up or descend after this learning process on earth?? only YOU can decide; 34. 'heer ye! O heer ye!!' spoke ye town Crier. 'alla ye niggs, wiggs, white trash, and high-performance-hypocrites-fueled-by-large-mouths!!' lissen to us. God utterly despises proudness; God totally loves humility, yet, God's so bloody benevolent and non-judgmental, He'll put-up with our $h!t till Judgment Day precisely because He was born in a stable amidst the livestock and poop. That's how kick-ass He is. We must reciprocate by wok'n AND chew'n gum which God expects from U.S. poor subhumans (the epitome of humility) 35. we THINK we can, but we cannot control God: God controls us through our free will 36. trustNjesus!!!