Let’s Go and Rub Yourself
Did not Jesus say unto his disciples: “Hey fatties! Eat some bread and fish instead of all that cake and ice-cream”?
The point to living is to offend as many people as possible so they will curse your name for all eternity and keep your memory alive.
The point is to solve the puzzles: if God created the universe, then everything in it is for us to explore.
This means that the other planets, the stars, other galaxies, are a challenge for us to reach.
And it is therefore obvious that God will not reveal himself until we “solve the puzzle” and reach those goals.
Sometimes I think God is a gymnasium that atheists use to take their exercise.
When I look at the back of my hand, I see a vestibule of lost opportunity. It’s the rain that has run off, the hours spent at rest, lazing away in the gutless realm of the pulling crumpet.
It’s a crumpet kind of brain. The kind that rues its age and days of laze—just like everybody else in the could-have-been class.
I’m nearly as boring as television advertising, but far less ugly.