Dear Jesus, Today I play with the idea that the invaders of the west are best quoined in their belief that we are starting the Apocalypse and must police us out of it by direct intervention with the sword. How does that even make sense? Yet, I must ask: Are we about to face the end of time? Your second coming will be a terrible tribulation that neither I nor they as a populous are ready for! Seat of Wisdom, Star of the Sea, Morning Star and Tower of David: Please take us into your refuge for sinners! Dont leave any one from Santa Clara County out of your Protection nor out of your sight! We need light! We are affright at the prospects of destruction, yet we suffer ennui and that makes me and everyone else wait on and for destruction just for some end of tribulation. NO MORE WAR! A journey of Peace Without Return! These, Blessed Mother, are the words of John Paul II on January 16, 1991 when we went to war with Kuwait and spate the world with a Stroman Norman to shock us with awe. Now where are we? From 1917, Blessed Mother, we have gone back to war about ever twenty-two years. Then its frequency capitulated to decapitations of deceptions that destruction will stop the Apocalypse and we will have rest. Now, how shall you and I help our neighbors Mary? Help them out of seeking destruction to relieve the pains of chastisement and tribulation? I know your Son well enough by now to know He leaves things to be free. I say if you Mary, leave us to be free, we will wheel away in self-consumption and NEVER have the rest we are looking for. Give us meaningful work and a spirit to carry it out in the name of God and for the salvation of every creature! Your Befuddled Servant Wednesday May 3, 2017 Second Letter Dear Jesus, As I have begged you this day, heal the global pollution in the waters and on the dry lands. Heal Nature with your presents in the Eucharist! Give them, the meekest of the Earth, your sustenance to feed upon and anon take them to heaven where they may thrive and restore and above all do Not forget Us, Jesus! We, who are sinners with free will, while Nature can only be manipulated without fault, are culpable of every type of sside; we see better through your Side pierced by a lance, chance circumstance no longer can romance an one into the lethargy of sins in ssides. Now bye and bye, we fye upon it foe, and in the casting shadow of the Holy Spirit, we may merit Eternal Life! I sigh! Your Befuddled Subject