Like the only chick chimney sweeper in Mary PoppinsI wonder what I would look like coated in a layer of grime?
I'd miss all your life stories, starting from the Japanese toiletsI do not know who would grieve for me
Like the only chick chimney sweeper in Mary PoppinsI wonder what I would look like coated in a layer of grime?
I'd miss all your life stories, starting from the Japanese toiletsI do not know who would grieve for me
And here I watched videos on the one with the basin up top to wash your hands. Off to youtube again!I forgot about my mom's TOILET!! The budget, sufi one (I must say doing Wudu, which is the Muslim version of like, self-spiritual cleansing is such a PITA!
lil dog would...Is it though? On fine mania, I was pretty convinced I could "capture" things I wanted and send them up to heaven (of course I also had some other curious beliefs.) It's called magical thinking and it's the best, until it sucks.
Like, mentally, I am sending my house up to heaven. IDK I loved that house. Only there will be no Tucson around it. That town will not exist in my heaven. Maybe the homeless can have it.
Okay, I really am a horrible person. I am also NOW technically "homeless." I mean, I hope it doesn't happen, but our landlords could vacate us at ANY time.
To be fair, this place don't even have a DISHWASHER maybe the street would be you now, fine.
I wonder what I would look like coated in a layer of grime?
Also, I have a sneaking sort of feeling like yeah yeah yeah suicide is bad and all but under certain conditions, well, I've had patients who died and there were times I was sad for me, but happy for THEM.
My brother, who like, we do not get along, he was like that in early adulthood. Me and my mom decided we would not be sad if he died (I had more buy in to the not sad part) but he was so miserable, if he didn't get better maybe he'd do it,.
He did not. I would have been okay though is what I am saying.
Anna
I do not know who would grieve for me in my family but there are times I think I will be the first to go.
wudu is watching you...OMG! I forgot about my mom's TOILET!! The budget, sufi one (I must say doing Wudu, which is the Muslim version of like, self-spiritual cleansing is such a PITA! Literally! You have to spray your nether regions to get "clean" and like you gotta do it all the TIME!!!! Fart? Go do Wudu! Impure thoughts! Go do Wudu! Getting ready to pray? GO do Wudu.) LOL my mom's particular brand of Sufi Dude (who left no successor, unfortunately or maybe not, IDK.)
In any case someone asked him what do you do if you are in PRISON and you can't do Wudu. He said, "use the earth" and showed this sort of scooping of like imaginary dirt and began Wuduing. I was thinking "Really, if you are in prison the right answer might be, "Kill yourself" I mean that's not being a good Sufi. To be fair, like, I guess you could get locked up for protesting oppression. Anyway, I said if that was FINE it seemed like a waste of water, and like, why couldn't I just do that all the TIME!. He gave me this very stern look like I was a problem child (LOL usually I AM a problem child I was briefly a Sufi dilettante) and said, "YOU may do that my child." LOL it was kinda like he was agreeing with my mom I was ......ed. But I did not MIND!
So my mom got this budget spray system, and it took toilet water out of the tank and SPRAYED it at you, and then you were punished, I mean clean. LOL. My mom LOVED it.
Only, one day I was like, "Imma gonnna try it I HAVE to." So but I forgot it was toilet tank water and COLD as ICE. The spray part was pretty powerful. It was quite a shock. I felt like, well I suppose I felt cleansed. In kind of like an EXORCISM way.
Why could it not be that house that burned down????????????? That TOILET should not EXIST?
Anna