Tornado! Psychic Dies by Cement Garden Angel Hurled thru Bedroom Window.
In Tornado land nothing is sacred. Dogs and people can be turned inside out, twisted like metal trailers. "Better get rid of all them trees" her neighbor warned, pointing to rows of low hanging Elm branches that canopied the Psychics house.
I HAVE SEEN MY DEATH
One early morning around 1:30 am, an F3 tornado spun down the peaceful sleepy lane. Like a long dark finger, the tail gracefully touched each old Elm tree, and tossed it in space or laid it flat. Screaming in pleasurable rage, the funnel picked up a Psychic's 500 lb garden Angel, hurled it through her bedroom wall, where the cement sculpture crushed the Intuitive in bed where she slept. As quickly as the tornado visit, it wandered down the town, randomly destroying homes and ancient trees. There had never been any thing more destructive since the high school furnace blew up the school 20 years ago.
Six years ago the Angel had been flown in on a boom truck
The oxygen tank dependent senior citizen next door had warned the Psychic. “ Not only did an Angel sculpture of that size seem improper, it only belonged in front of a church or grave!” The Angel, she warned, was an invitation for lewd scribbels. It never happened though. Once the house flower boxes burst with purple Wave Petunias, and the Angles 3 tier garden became a soft pastel carpet of blooms, "Agnes" next door agreed the site was “a pretty sight from her window." At times an Angel lover or two would stroll down the lane to touch the sculpture in appreciation. It was a cruel fate that the peaceful angel would become a torpedo. The last dying breaths of the Psychic would be with the face of cement “Marie” staring down upon her. It was an impressive corpse to find in Gothic, Iowa.
The Paper read: TORNADO VICTIM!
“Iowa Psychic killed by 500 pound cement Angel!
Annie’s Safe Haven, ……..Not So Safe!
Neighbor says, “I told her so!”
WHEN A PSYCHIC LIVES IN A COW TOWN
There is a beauty to living in a small Gothic cow town. As a psychic, it is guarantied in a population of 1500 people or less you will not have intuitive competition. Not that small town folks want to tell you their business anyway! You will need lots of advertising in a 60 to 100 mile radius for the people from other small towns that come, mostly because they don’t want a psychic from their town to know their business. Knowledge is power, and as distructive as a tornado.
WHEN THE YEARLY ADVERTISING MAP COMES OUT A PSYCHIC READER STANDS OUT!
When those little rectangular advertising maps come out once a year, your business is guarantied to stand out! Big as day, next to the grocery store/gas station, Lutheran and Catholic Church, there will be the unlikely banner, “PSYCHIC”. Please DO be sure to put an American flag, or religious symbol on it. This lessons the likelihood you will be burned at the stake by those whom do not understand Intuition.
WHY KEEN IS A BLESSING?
How else can you live in a small Gothic American town and speak to people all over America and over seas with out spending a cent on gas or air fare? For those of us tired of the tent scene at fairs, huge entry prices of 2 to $300.00 for spiritual expo’s, as well as Psychic sites paying their tested readers .66 a minute, Keen offers a chance to use our gifts and blessings without being a traveling gypsy. As I get older, this means a lot to me. I can work in my Angel garden and take calls at the same time. In the tornadoes of life; gas pump cost and slave labor wage Psychic sites, Keen just makes sense for quality readers.
I only hope a tornado does not hurl my 500 lb cement angel through my bedroom window. But then again, folks do love a good story with a bizarre twist.