Where is the Edge Of Normal?

Sometimes I wonder about the word normal.  What is normal?  And how are you suppose to act normal if you don’t even know what it means?  Normal, conforming to regular standards.  Normal, without mental or emotional damage.  I guess that leaves me out of the mode of “normal”.   So, what if the regular behavior is totally whack, would we still be considered normal?  I do not conform to the way people act now a days.  It is considered normal to seek riches.  What is the root of all evil?  Money.  I know people who seek riches can become monsters.  Doing vile things for the money or because they have the most money.  Some people will do anything for it.  I guess I’m glad I’m not normal.  Women marrying for money, knowing that the new step-daddy is sexually is molesting their daughter, and never blinking an eye.  Don’t you call that evil?

Donating to large mega churches, trying to cover the evil that you have become.  Or else being the pastor of the Church so that it removes you from being suspect in your evil ways.  It’s suppose to be “normal” to wear your mask in public.  I think it would be great if you didn’t wear your mask in public.  That way, you can see them coming and try to protect yourselves from them.   None of us get out of this alive.

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About 1wanderingtruthseeker

I'm a fiftish woman that has opinions and passions about nearly everything under the sun. I love a good debate, not name calling. I believe in the Constitution , the Bill of Rights and God. I believe the government which governs the least is the best government of all. I believe in the rights of the people. I dispatched fire trucks, the Po-Po and ambulances for a long time so I have a wicked sense of dark humor and speak fluent sarcasm. I think out loud a lot times. I am offensive. But I'm offensive of everybody. Socially unacceptable, plain spoken and unashamed. If you don't want to be offend, please don't read and if you do, please consider that I'm not politically correct in any sense of the word.
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