Prince Of Insects

It's a rubber chicken how I'm stapled to the same exact cottage in the same exact village almost all my life cycle.. 99%. I say 99% because after all... I was technically spiritual Siamese twins with Sandra for 3 days in a slightly different part of the Buckeye State... Other wise... Through out the late 90s, you could bullseye me as a little garden gnome pounding the roadrunner through out my yard. I was a toddler who absorbed the heart by picking up rocks to find insects. It was MY mind totem thing to do. You could feel the fairies dancing around my mini skull to form a crown made of vines and stems.

I remember I had a pretty grandiose spiritual bridge to my grandfather Earle. When I was a real little dude(1 or 2 years old), he bought me a baby duck from a near by farm. It's TNT how my very first pet was a duck. Years later, I would just refer to him as "Melvin". Lol.. Earle would take me for a ride on his tractor on Millbrook Ave. There's even a couple photos of me and Earle on that tractor. Makes my face rain any time I see them... 

In a lot of ways, I had some pretty topaz toddler years... My parents would take me to church every Sunday(Nazarene). We would crash land at various parks. Myrtle Beach and so on... I lived in my parents heart and my parents lived in my heart like how any family should...

However APPARENTLY around this time. My mom and my teenage sister Rachel were throwing the invisible blades at each other... Rachel claims that mom called her "fat" in the late 90s and she disowned Diane as her mother... I know about this because Rachel gave birth to a video on Tiktok in 2024 of her puking lava about our mother and how she wants nothing to do with her... My toddler skull was obviously lost in the dunes to the drama that was going on around me... I know it sounds like typical teenage family spiritual battles but Rachel was ranting like there was a lot of spiritual meat to it...

Reviews

[ETERNITY]

My family went to a little Nazarene church when we lived in Hampton, Va.
I cut my foot on a beach and my white patten leather shoes filled with blood.
That was fun. The boring preaching made exciting by squishing my foot inside a shoe filled with blood.
Good write.

[CoyoteClock14]

Yeah.. Nazarenes are pretty brutal when it comes to making everything gray... Lol.

[ETERNITY]

Never criticize different faiths, but I think some Pentecostal, Baptist (the dunking) and just some good ole dancing in the Spirit will liven up the "grey".

[ETERNITY]

We ALL do crazy wrong things. That's why Jesus died to forgive us infinite times.
We need to forgive each other.
There ya go! A little bit of Nazarene right there!
It's good for our soul.