I thought I would hang around in the spirit world, hoping to get a chat with God. With the recent departure of The Queen of England, Queen Elizabeth, and the announcement that There now was a new King, King Charles III, The All might be on call for the weekend. Then it happened. I spotted an old friend, a whole Angle, a keeper of the keep. I explained to Ali that I was sure Dad would be around for the changeover of power. Your Dad, "GOD," is busy. Maybe you have not heard that the last good bush was dying. He "GOD" had to make a house call.
House call? Will God save the Plant, or will God save the Animal? The planet is heating up, and the world is in peril, and he makes a house call to a dying last mmol plant? I followed him straight to Dad to see if his My God was OK. There he was, down on his knee, begging this twice to hang on. I could not understand, so I shouted out to God. You make a house call as a million cry for you? Is this Plant worth a house call? Are we not your choice, Godly representatives on Earth. He turned, looked at me dead, and said, Humankind is still acting as Mankind. You are destroying the world. You are animals. The MMOO MMOO flower is a worker as you are a worker for all. They have been here since the beginning of grasslands.
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