(jotted down into my notepad while havin a veggie korma in rusholme- my treat for the fags that I am not gonna smoke later. *thought- if I said that in the Bronx, would someone assume I had just chosen not to shoot some homosexuals?’*
‘Yeah, I’m a badass, I’m gonna go smoke some fags! I’m gonna pop a cap in your ass!’
*Thought- if I said that at Eton, would someone assume I wished to do something inappropriate with casual headgear? Who knows what they get up to…*
‘Get on with it, dbm!’
Well, I did say it was gonna be random.
Is all this just an experimental anomaly in God’s petri dish?
“In the beginning was the word, & the word was with God, and the Word was God. And God sez, ‘let there be light,’ and there was light. & God saw that it was good.
‘Awesome! High-five! Oh, I haven’t created any beings yet…’ (Genesis, somewhere or other)
That’s God kicking things off there, with a (big) bang…
But pray, when is the grand finale scheduled for? ‘Cos it’s been draggin on for a whole long time now. Has God started something He couldn’t finish? Is God actually Morrissey? ‘The son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar’? That might explain why He only seems to reveal Himself to the odd lone nutter out in the desert… oh, and Jesus of course, who is in any case, his son.
Of course, God isn’t actually male. Being Oneness, being all things, clearly S/He (from now on replaced by Ze) would have the perfect balance of male and female energies. Which is why mainstream Christianity is such contradictory hogwash. The scriptures have been tampered with again and again, to support the agenda of the ruling elite and the patriarchal system. But I don’t say that to my Christian friends…
‘I ain’t goin’ back down there dad- look what they did to me last time!’
I just had this feeling that ‘God’ is giggling over my shoulder at my ridiculous meanderings- like an ant goin’ up to an elephant and sayin, ‘look at me! I’m really important!’
And the thought occurs- all this exists, all this is happening purely for God’s entertainment. We are all just Hir show…
Why do you crash planets into other planets for yr own amusement?
Oh, I think I know- the cosmic joke- thinking that anything matters…
There is no batter called 'matter,' and it doesn’t matter!
‘deadbee is an unfunny loon.’- nothingnegated (a troll on the messageboard where this was originally posted.)
No, a funny loon, I think. This stuff kills at the annual general gathering of quantum physicists… Stephen Hawking’s literally wetting himself… you should see it…
(I can't finish this korma. I think I have shrunk my stomach through not eating.)
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