There's a woman where I live, in the same valley, somewhere nearby, she's the main character here. Her name is Creepy Susan (fictitious name, her real name is Susan). Every time we run into each other, or more honestly - every time she jumps out at me from the crowd - I get very uncomfortable. Besides her persuasions to sell "the plan" to the right people and the talks of transcendence into higher consciousness up the ladder of I'm not sure what (I mean, we all agree, right, we know what's up), she stares at me. At the end of every conversation she closes her mouth & stares me in the eyes. I've even caught her doing that from across a crowded room before! It seems like she's: a) working to hypnotize me into selling "the plan"; b) dissecting me in her mind and swimming in my blood; c) trying hard to telepathically pass ideas into my head. Whichever one it is, it's unpleasant & creepy, and makes me want to deck her in the face. But really, I come from an educated family, we're all civilized here. We don't use fists with force. I just don't know how to deal with C.S. Maybe next time I'll flash her.
Teach me
I'm just going to go ahead and say it out loud, for myself to hear: I am ready to learn. But the questions I ask no one seems to have answers to. And no one has interest to debate about it. Should I do as many have done and join a church congregation? I did, however, discover that the more persistent I am about asking, the more the chances of an answer coming to me. Now I just have to learn to be beautifully patient. Teach me.
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