I've found the perfect Holy Trinity to hand my life over to. Over which to hand my life. To which over my life to hand.
KITTENS!
Specifically: Fluffy, Muffy and Tuffy, AKA Disney's Three Orphan Kittens.
Why so perfect?
~Having won an Oscar, they are clearly more powerful that I
~They are survivors
~They are adorable
~They have many valuable life lessons to reveal, sometimes through their little Shiva-like wraths
~They make the most of second chances
~They are extra adorable dressed as babies
And most importantly
~I am crazy enough to feel comfortable imagining them sitting on my shoulder while I humbly ask them to keep me from being an asshole.
I also have a back-up for when the kittens aren't cutting it, when things just aren't that light and fluffy (and Muffy and Tuffy).
I toss my wishes at something just as comforting in a simpler, more abstract manner.
A Black Hole.
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