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Jun 2017
Heat lives.
It breathes.
It settles down over your prone body and presses on your chest, stealing your breath. The sweat on your forehead becomes tears, while the creature looks down with its ashen eyes... smiling...

Heat is a black cormorant, which dives deep into the heavens and scoops up the stars, spitting out only bones and darkness.

Heat is a hyena, which exists to harrass and nip at your Achilles tendon. All the while laughing its madness into your soul...

Heat is a demon, spawned of hellfire, steeped in its terrible ugliness...

The nightmare growth of cancer on the will and spirit...

Heat lives.
Heat breathes.

*Heat kills.
Our swampbox cooler is fixed. The nights are now bearable. Thanks for your prayers and good thoughts. Your support is appreciated more than you'll ever know.

The heat wave in the southwest is literally killing people. I have opportunity to go to air conditioning. Not everyone is so lucky.

There are many homeless here in Tucson. Some are so mentally ill they don't know how to handle this weather. There are elderly who are homebound with no proper cooling system. I would like to ask for prayers/good thoughts for them, too.

THANK YOU!
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