What are you blogging about!
by Stan Faryna
“What are you blogging about,” he asked as he took a sip of his $10 half-liter bottle of water.
She handed him her iPad 2 Air and shrugged.
This you know, my beloved brethren. But everyone must be quick to hear, slow to speak and slow to anger; for the anger of man does not achieve the righteousness of God.
Little birds speak in mysterious tongues and the ignorant, angry, radical muslim lusts for blood; ironic, prophetic puns; german cars; the sons and daughters of their neighbor, nakedly; pop tarts…
There is no rest for the wicked, they walketh the dry places, they drag their feet with parched and angry desire.
In agreement or disagreement – Ty wasn’t sure. Sarah was like that. She wasn’t stupid. Or particularly smart. But she knew things. And, sometimes, the wisdom of the world didn’t matter. “Because money can’t buy you blessings,” she’d say.
Ty knew better. He was a survivalist. He had a fistful of silver dollars in his pocket, a can do attitude and a positive outlook. He had impact, voice and influence. He could tow the lie with the best of them. And he was paid well. Ty had it all.
She was worthy of Ty’s desires in every manner and way. A phenomenal women – Maya Angelou would have said of Sarah.
Flashes of light lit the Los Angeles sky. But unknown to them, flashes of light sparkled over Beijing, Berlin, London, Moscow, New York, Paris, Washington D.C. and elsewhere.
The iPad went black.
20 March 2015