About Me
- Name: Minty Buff
- Location: Hollywood, California
I Am On a Mission from God to Seek Undecorated Souls and Lead Them Unto His Righteous Color-Coordination
Monday, December 20, 2004
Babes in Evil: My Calling
When I first accepted my role as Spiritual Interior Decorator, realising that the colors and textures of a person's SOUL were as important as the place that they lived on the OUTSIDE, I was just 5 years old. I can still remember hearing the angelic voice as I told me of my future mission.
Pop Buff worked for a paint company and he used to keep old half-full (OPTIMISTIC!) paint cans out in a shed in the yard. We didn't have too much money in those days - this was before LORD FATHER JESUS GOD saw fit to remove the shackles of poverty from my family - and being a bored and restless little tyke, I soon found my way in there. I thought I had gone to heaven - all those colors, and some of the bendy lids just about leverable off if used all my bitty strength.
Mom kept house pretty good in those days, and I surely wanted to help. Somehow I just knew that the orange and yellow verticle stripes were maybe ok in a rustic kitchen, but throughout the whole house ? Nowhere does it say in the Good Book that you have to live in a demented candy box, no matter how poor you are or how visually challenged you may be. So with all my strength I lugged those cans of paint up to the porch and began my life's work.
When Pop came home he was mad, and angry at Mom too for letting me paint the house. But as she said, I maybe had gotten more on the floor and on my dress and in my hair than on the walls and ceiling, but at least there was no BAD intention in my heart. She quoted 1 Corinthians 14:20:
I guess he was attached to the orange and yellow and couldn't see the way the green horizontal gave the eye-level some respite. See, although he was a God-fearing man, he was color blind, as we realised after the road accident.
I love you all with my bursting heart of flame. May your dreams be beautiful shades of royal purple in this special time.
Pop Buff worked for a paint company and he used to keep old half-full (OPTIMISTIC!) paint cans out in a shed in the yard. We didn't have too much money in those days - this was before LORD FATHER JESUS GOD saw fit to remove the shackles of poverty from my family - and being a bored and restless little tyke, I soon found my way in there. I thought I had gone to heaven - all those colors, and some of the bendy lids just about leverable off if used all my bitty strength.
Mom kept house pretty good in those days, and I surely wanted to help. Somehow I just knew that the orange and yellow verticle stripes were maybe ok in a rustic kitchen, but throughout the whole house ? Nowhere does it say in the Good Book that you have to live in a demented candy box, no matter how poor you are or how visually challenged you may be. So with all my strength I lugged those cans of paint up to the porch and began my life's work.
When Pop came home he was mad, and angry at Mom too for letting me paint the house. But as she said, I maybe had gotten more on the floor and on my dress and in my hair than on the walls and ceiling, but at least there was no BAD intention in my heart. She quoted 1 Corinthians 14:20:
Brethren, do not be children in your thinking; be babes in evil, but in thinking be mature.
I guess he was attached to the orange and yellow and couldn't see the way the green horizontal gave the eye-level some respite. See, although he was a God-fearing man, he was color blind, as we realised after the road accident.
I love you all with my bursting heart of flame. May your dreams be beautiful shades of royal purple in this special time.
