The Lord spoke to me last night but warned me that if I tried to share it with others that I would be ridiculed and made fun of. He acknowledged that this would be hurtful and that instead of showing a brave face and enduring in his name, I should go ahead and pout and sulk. I asked if I should post my experience and he said, "Eh, what the fuck ever... If wanna really good pout, you should post it on the Internet for all to see. See you in therapy..." and then he was gone...
I ordered another martini and meditated further on my experience...
