Daddy-daughter time this whole past weekend, as Sharon went camping with her sister. I've been in the dumps a bit recently, a bit of an after effect from a lifetime of stress crammed into the past year. As such, I didn't have a lot of energy, and it was rather low-key throughout the entire two days. Lucy woke me out of my stupor at one point however, with this chilling proclamation:
Lucy:
Daddy, do you know what "The Touching" is?
Daddy:
No, Loo, what?
Lucy:
It's when the world starts to move
The moon starts to shake
And men begin to die.
Monday, August 28, 2006
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Wow, that is deep stuff. How old is she? 30?
3,000, perhaps. It was a nice & accurrate prophesy.
Yikes.
Watch out for that one.
If she wants to publish her work you better get in on the ground floor as her agent.
Unless she's just going to start publishing it in the form of free leaflets on behalf of Jehova's Witnesses.
That's really got me wigged out - or perhaps Whigged out, depending upon party affiliation.
You could create a horror movie around that, no question.
"What is it, sweet little girl?'
"It's 'the touching', sir."
"And what, praytell, is the touching?"
.....
Calamity ensues.
Good stuff to hear while both Sharon & I are reading Name of the Rose. It's fourth through sixth trumpets, I think.
She could be some sort of agent of Armageddon. Your Biblical list of plagues seems to fit the bill.
Wait... I think what she means is, "the quickening!!"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sugc_r3XSYs
I did immediately think of that.
But it's part The Quickening, and part The Shining.
And possibly part Poltergeist.
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