Die Die My Darling
That was the theme of a woman's luncheon I went to a couple of years ago. We got little shovels as souvenirs to bury all of the things that have plagued our life.
But, what happens when the grave starts talking to you?
I know that only in spooky movies do a person go to visit a grave and the dead starts to talk. But, metaphorically, what do you do when dead things talk? Necromancy is real; it's not just some voodoo hoodoo stuff. I was reading in the Bible about King Saul and how he contacted the Prophet Samuel to come back from the dead to tell him what to do.
But, necromancy is not what I'm talking about literally. I'm talking about dead relationships, feelings, etc.
It got a message from Mister on FB a couple of weeks ago. WHAT???? Talk about speaking from the grave.
The enemy thinks he is slick and he is. The Bible says that the serpent was cunning (crafty, seductive)...but I'm not ignorant of Satan's devises.
Mister contacted me to tell me that he saw naked pics of me online. WHAT??? YEAH, RIGHT????
So, of course I asked him to call me (crafty, seductive). Well, he sent me the pictures and NO it was NOT ME.
So, I told Mister if he wanted to talk to me he simply needed to just ask me to call him. Not hash some crazy story. Actually the girl kind of favors me and I think he wanted it to be me, but it WAS NOT ME!! I have not taken naked pics and posted them on the internet. I just haven't!!
I began speaking to the dead....
Mister basically wanted me to sleep with him and I kind of went off on him because he has two women--a gf and a "lifestyle slave" whatever that is (he tried to explain it). So I told him that I was NOT gonna be put on the list of women that he sleeps with. I also told him that I wasn't number two, three or four. I was offended. WHAT????
He then told me that it was forever. I told him I was thinking about getting married. He didn't respond. This was a week before Christmas.
So, after spending Christmas with Coach and waking up the next day frustrated (I slept with Coach and it was horrible), I text Mister and told him about our relationship. We then began going down memory lane. He reminded me of the weekends we spent in bed together.....
Well, I didn't tell him that I wasn't gonna marry Coach, just that we talked about it.
Well, on New's Year I sent Mister my last text. I can't keep speaking to the dead. It's dead. We are NOT getting back together and WE ARE NOT SLEEPING TOGETHER!!!! It's DEAD and OVER. I DON'T WANT IT ANYMORE!!!
I have GOT TO MOVE ON IN MY LIFE!!!!
But, what happens when the grave starts talking to you?
I know that only in spooky movies do a person go to visit a grave and the dead starts to talk. But, metaphorically, what do you do when dead things talk? Necromancy is real; it's not just some voodoo hoodoo stuff. I was reading in the Bible about King Saul and how he contacted the Prophet Samuel to come back from the dead to tell him what to do.
But, necromancy is not what I'm talking about literally. I'm talking about dead relationships, feelings, etc.
It got a message from Mister on FB a couple of weeks ago. WHAT???? Talk about speaking from the grave.
The enemy thinks he is slick and he is. The Bible says that the serpent was cunning (crafty, seductive)...but I'm not ignorant of Satan's devises.
Mister contacted me to tell me that he saw naked pics of me online. WHAT??? YEAH, RIGHT????
So, of course I asked him to call me (crafty, seductive). Well, he sent me the pictures and NO it was NOT ME.
So, I told Mister if he wanted to talk to me he simply needed to just ask me to call him. Not hash some crazy story. Actually the girl kind of favors me and I think he wanted it to be me, but it WAS NOT ME!! I have not taken naked pics and posted them on the internet. I just haven't!!
I began speaking to the dead....
Mister basically wanted me to sleep with him and I kind of went off on him because he has two women--a gf and a "lifestyle slave" whatever that is (he tried to explain it). So I told him that I was NOT gonna be put on the list of women that he sleeps with. I also told him that I wasn't number two, three or four. I was offended. WHAT????
He then told me that it was forever. I told him I was thinking about getting married. He didn't respond. This was a week before Christmas.
So, after spending Christmas with Coach and waking up the next day frustrated (I slept with Coach and it was horrible), I text Mister and told him about our relationship. We then began going down memory lane. He reminded me of the weekends we spent in bed together.....
Well, I didn't tell him that I wasn't gonna marry Coach, just that we talked about it.
Well, on New's Year I sent Mister my last text. I can't keep speaking to the dead. It's dead. We are NOT getting back together and WE ARE NOT SLEEPING TOGETHER!!!! It's DEAD and OVER. I DON'T WANT IT ANYMORE!!!
I have GOT TO MOVE ON IN MY LIFE!!!!
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