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An Explanation of Sunday By Terry Cooper of England

Day 159 of A SNOWBALL for PEACE Another chance to make a difference. It is Sunday and death knows no rest on days of rest as Sunday is supposed to be. If Sunday really was supposed to be a day of rest, surely God would have arranged for death to have a rest too, the Grim Reaper really is a little hard done by isn't he? Having to work seven days a week, day and night. How many Grim Reapers are there? Do they work in shifts and if so what are the hours? It is a sure thing people are going to die today on this Sunday and grief will spread like a well worn cloak over the four corners of the Earth. Touching so many souls! Should we be sad about that, or glad about that? I do not know yet, but I am sure I will in the fullness of time. Perhaps Sunday should be dying day? If heaven is such a good place to go to, it would make sense for us all to die on a holy day wouldn't it? But then there are so many folk dying daily, it would create a log jam at the checking in desk, wouldn't it! Still if I could I would like to slow the rate of death down a little, I don't want too many people or spirits beating me up there before their time. To that end:- Please, to Sign the petition go to:- A SNOWBALL for PEACE http://www.thepetitionsite.com/188/569/134/a-snowball- for-peace/#bbtw=510243396 … … … That will take you to a site where you can place your vote, please pass this link on to your contacts as a matter of course, we need all the signatures we can get. I wish I could stop pursuing this cause, but for the life of me I cannot. Therefore I have to power on and pester my friends on a regular basis, apologies but I will be back! Terry Cooper Poet Artist and Philosopher

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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