What a crazy bit of Western New York weather
Three days ago... it was pretty out, it looked like it was going to be nice for a while.  People were peeling themselves out of dorms and throwing frisbees and footballs around.  It was a little muddy, but it wasn't bad for a spring day.  Still chilly, but tolerable.
Two days ago it was beautiful, summerlike.  I thought the season was feeling pity on us and would finally be letting us bask in some sun.   People were outside, skipping and playing... well, maybe I was the only one skipping...  There was a sweetness to the air that only comes in the first moments of spring, when the winter ice is just leaving the ground, gracing the air with a light humidity and the smell of earth.  Being outside was a sensual, prescious experience.  Even the night was warm enough to walk outside in short sleeves.  It was a shame to have had to lay myself down to sleep.
Yesterday gave the promise of the same.  The morning was so warm.  Then, God either proved he's either got a great sense of humor, or that he's a tremendous asshole.  For eternal life's sake, I'm sticking with the former.  Anyway, It started to rain.  Of course, not having seen rain for quite some time, there was kind of a commotion.  People were playing in the rain.  It was still warm for another hour.  Of course, I was out there myself.  Then it turned to freezing rain.  That was cold.  Over the next few hours began a sleeting that made even walking a chore.  Cars were sliding everywhere... it was a tremendous pain in the butt.
So it gets to today, back to being chilly.  The snow it melting again.  Uh huh.  Just enough to make it a pain in the ass to walk through.

So to hammer home the whole God being sarcastic thing.  I read the Book of Job to work on a paper.  So, God spends three pages making fun of Job.  To paraphrase: Who was at the beginning?  Who made creation?  WHo made you?  Was it you?  No... who could it be, then?  Me.  You who had the balls to demand to justification.  Yeah.  What?   To which Job replies:  Shit.  Sorry.

I think it's the most amazing thing I've ever read.

For those who really don't know me very well, I'm your token Catholic spiritualist.  I come from a family of people who have been sensitive back as far as we can remember...  So, to utilize the skill, we've become warriors or were warriors forever, depending on who you ask.  Some of us focus soley on intense prayer.  Others, such as myself have been trained with a more... hands on approach.  While generally this means that I'm a counsellor and just generally nice guy to talk to and hang out with, it also means that once in a while I have to deal with the darker element.

Officially, the next time my sister calls me up and says, "there's something in the house, pray for us," I think I'm going to find some valium.  That group of sensitives squabbles amongst themselves enough to attract the most interesting collection of darkness that I've ever seen in one area.  Le sigh.  Of course, I'm not much better when I'm home.  They all just need to get older and move out.

So I decided to take a student or, rather, I've been given another opprotunity to improve on the last teaching job.  So, Phee and I are embarking on what's sure to be one of the most interesting years of our lives.  She's a big improvement as compared to the last two, extremely sensitive to the slightest change is her energetic environment... always knows how I'm directing energy around.  Its scary, I mean I would consider my first student, Sass (though by no means related to the Sass of old, if anyone knows which hellion I'm refering to), to be more physically capable... but not nearly so perceptive.  This year is gonna be so fun.  We spent a week just touching on the initial points of the will and what it is to affect people and so quickly, she's picked up the vocablary and I'm so happy that I finally have a student that isn't a wishy washy wannabe.

So she's sitting here reading Kerouac and I'm getting ready to start up another session.

Peace out.

Isis... you're amazing, putting all this together.  Kudos.

Hey everyone,

Its just little old Peace or LK or whatever people call me these days.  I've been having some pretty interesting exploits lately, so I'm hoping they prove useful... or at very least entertaining... to some of you out there.  Unfortunately, I have a pressing date with a friend and her box of mac and cheese, so I must be off.  This will definately be a busy day.

Stay frosty