Day CCLXIII

Bogus Faith

     “Ya na Santeria has changed its pagan icons to look like Catholic Saints, when they really ain’t da same. It’s a bogus attempt at Christianity. Haiti be da poorest nation ona planet, an Cuba too be ina same dismal state cuz adet shit, man.”

    “Really!” She smiled.

     “I poisonally be lee bof Haiti an Cuba be ina mess they in for practicing they bogus cults. I’m Catholic, and be lee dat since they know da difference, yet continues ta pratice they insulting cults, they bring it upon themselves. Cuba be probably woise off cuz of its combined atheism, communism, and…Santeria. These be my poisonal feelings boudit, and I feel it’s an insult tada Catholic  Choich.”

     “Man, Oi ain’t neva hoid a nuting like det?”

     “Dem be me poisonal notations…anyways, hows ya feel?”

     “I feel da same, man. I can’t wait fo diz feeling to be gone.”

     “Look we has a chemical in our system, an it ain’t like betta living through chemistry ya na…it’s gonna take its time, then it will jest disappear. We need to be patient! Na ya negative feelings be da acid, ya dig.”

     “Waaaa at ya a haid shrinkah, na?”

     “Na, I jest wed some shit onit is all. Ya gotta has faith!”

     “I’m trying dude.”

     “Well next time ya goes ta choich, make sho ya praying ta Jesus an not Chango…they ain’t da same poisons.”

      “Yea, you P ahs don’t be lee in Santeria!” She kind of half smiled.

      “Hey! I don’t na bout oda Boricuas, but I soitainly don’t. Jesus died fo my sins, so if I be lee in HIM, I don’t hasta be scaid a no evil spirits, ya dig? Det be why he came ina woild, so we don’t hasta be scaid no mo. If da ony thang ta be scaid of be death, an ya doesn’t fee ah it, then ya gots nathan ta be scaid of, ya dig?”

     “Halleluia!” She smiled.