At the end of the event, I know what I saw & what I didn’t see inside the burning saloon. A large wooden eagle & Wayne Peeintheair were in there. Then they weren’t. And that’s all I saw. The rest is smoke & flames.
If the colorfully painted sculpture of the Bald Eagle, 8 to 10-feet tall, transformationed some how into a live entity via a mysterious divine magic ~ if this holy bird picked up Peeintheair in her mighty talons & escaped out the partially burned-away dome in the ceiling of the flaming Bird Cage Saloon ~ if this actually occurred ~ it buffaloes me as much as it buffaloes anybody else.
You, kind & gentle reader, can believe it or not. It doesn’t matter. But I know what I saw. And I know what I believe.
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