Thank Gawd for Cecil: A Joyful “Show and Tell” From a Creampoint Cat

Well well well.
Back togedder again.

Dis is your old fwiend, Cecil.
Da fwuffy, creampoint cat.

And I invited all of you over today so you could do a wittle WATCH, and I will do a wittle TELL.

In kindgerarten classes, dey might call dat “show and tell.”
But dis is different.

You are watching.
And I am telling.

Since we already gweeted you, I want to demonstrate something again dat I will emphasize again.

Da theme is joy.

So pwease, come down to my basement.
Dis is my lair.
All of dese are my lairs. But you are allowed in dis one.

I am going to show you how to build some fantastic stwuctures.

Okay.
If you come down da stairs here, and you behold…

Dis is a small box on da floor.
Inside dis box is something you guys call “kitty litter.”

Now.

Some people fink dese wittle grains exist only to absorb cat—uh—poop and pee.

I am going to stop dat fallacy wight dere.

What dis actually is…

…is potential.

Pure.
Cosmic.
Potential.

Every day, I take da opportunity to work wif dis potential to construct something dat you people might call pyramids.

And because I have already tapped into da infinite cosmic intelligence, when I am making pyramids, I am actually making gateways to higher dimensions.

For some reason, you 3D Earth-plane people do not quite understand dat.

Is it because you get amnesia when you come into a physical body?
Please.

Just try to remember next time, okay?

Alright.

So here I am.
In my wonderful location.
Wif kitty litter, a.k.a. cosmic intelligence.

Many times a day, I come down here.
And after my dad flattens my masterpieces—just because I poop and pee—I recreate dem.

I use my right paw.
Push push push.

Den I use my left paw.
Push push push.

And suddenly—

Wonderful towers.

I make dem in four locations in dis box.

If you understand da geometry of a rectangle, den you understand dat is four corners.
And if you understand truth, den you understand dat is four PORTALS.

While you guys are still evolving and ascending, I will continue to make pyramids.

I will twavel interdimensionally.
I will experience joy and oneness wif our creator.

And you guys—on da Earth plane—will mostly whine and complain and avoid your pain.

But fank gawd, you do see me as heavenly.
And you do see me as a wonderful creature.

So I will help you remember, here and dere.

But just between you and me…

You have your work cut out for you.

You go work on yourself.
I will take a nap.

Wuv you.
Bye. 🐾