Archive for November, 2016
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Oh goodness, i do love words, and to lift up like a carpet and look underneath.
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The last dying peep of the last two humans alive on earth will probably be, “stop hogging the blankets.
Sometimes I find my brain going like this, by the time I get all the “conditons” out of the way, I’ve practically forgotten what I was talking about.
If there were a god and I could ask this god questions, it might sound something like this.
I do like the old testament a wee bit, because god is a bit of a nut. All good stories are OFTEN good stories because they have a well-developed dark protagonist like god.
I’ve always been intrigued by the idea that one “finds god in a foxhole.” Having cut myself off from the 9-5 world and tried to carve out a living as a cartoonist, there are times when I could just cry because things were in such despair. God still isn’t my cup of tea, but I recognize that at those times, those are when I wish that I had any inclination towards belief.
