Come in my children! Come in plastix saints and sinners. Don’t be afraid… I have survived the plastix madness…. You can see what it has done to me and we don’t want it to happen to anyone else now, do we?
Don’t be afraid. Step in…step in, we are all plastix sinners in here. Tell me your plastix troubles, confess your plastix sins to Sister GlitterNullius or Sister Ninny Nurdles…she’s here for you too, amongst the plastix…because of the plastix… It’s all about the plastix and their off-spring…MICRO-PLASTIX! Take a seat and give us your plastic-waste sins…
Nigh yiggun Juundaal aka Sister GlitterNullius. Ngay garni yugen Bundjalung, Kannakan. Nigh Jihanny biyanny yugen Dharawal. Thankyou Kim and Lucas for the opportunity to learn here.
Come in, come in…Come with me, sit… sit child and tell me your troubles… tell me your plastic worries… Let me ask you something When is a footprint more than an impression on the sand? Tell me your impressions…?
The Sisters of Perpetual Plastix understand the dilemma and are able to empathise with you. We understand your apparent addiction to plastic versus the earth’s fight to exist. The Sisters are able to explore our intimate feelings of guilt, apathy, anger and intersect these with the nun’s sense of fun. The Sisiers offer, empathy, soothing comfort, humour and a little sting. For your plastic sins, we offer absolution (BYO container), healing ways and solution-based penances are also available, peppered with a hint of sarcasm and irony.
Come one, come all, come all saints and sinners to confess and be blessed! Until next time!