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The Meaning of Life, the Destiny of Man, & the Nature of God
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Sunday, July 28, 2013

Survival

When I was young, I believed anything was possible. I believed in God. I believed in the goodness of humankind, and I believed that goodness could triumph over evil.

I am old now and disheartened, for I see good losing, drowning in the tide of evil that is flooding the earth, and I am helpless. I am being submerged. I hear reports of incomprehensible acts of horror and my heart grows cold. I struggle for breath and suck in only the filth that I see about me. The safety of the grave beckons.

What can I do? I will search for beauty. I will seek out the extraordinary acts of kindness that wet my parched lips with the cool water of goodness. I will renounce evil. I will hide from the horror. I will fill my existence with the glories of music and read words of wisdom and hope. I will look for love and friendship, loyalty and honor in those I meet. Then perhaps my head will rise above the sewage of the world, and I can breathe.


Friday, July 26, 2013

Satan tempted Eve

 It took something as powerful as Satan to tempt Eve, but it took something as simple as Eve to tempt Adam.

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Human traits

I think the two worst traits of humans are dishonesty and unkindness. From these all else falls: dishonesty, everything from telling a black lie to embezzling millions of dollars; unkindness, everything from saying something unkind about another person to torturing someone.

What is the only sin? The deliberate infliction of pain on another living being.

Saturday, July 20, 2013

I think the Christian right is causing a lot of Republicans to jump ship -- not necessarily to change parties, but to change some of their attitudes. Yaaaay.

Wednesday, August 29, 2012


Hi, everybody. I am the Lord your God, Creator of the universe and all that is within it. So listen up.

A Chat with the President

“Jesus Christ, Mr. President. I guarantee, if you legalize all illegal drugs, the war on drugs will dissolve like a puff of smoke.” He snaps his fingers in the air.
“Oh, I don’t know, Deus –”
“Just call me God. Everybody does.”
“Okay. God. – they’ll say I’m soft on drugs.”
“Throw them a carrot. Reduce their taxes. Even those that have a hidden agenda and want the drug war to go on will look on it more kindly. Actually, I know for a fact that the majority of the people already think this is a good idea. At least the bright ones do. They’re just afraid to say so. Just like you. Come on, Mr. President, get some guts.”
The president hung his head and sighed. “I know, God. But I really want to be re-elected next year.”
“Didn’t you learn anything from Prohibition? The 18th Amendment was repealed during FDR’s first term, and he was re-elected three times.”
The President looked away and smiled. “That’s right.”
God smiled also, but his was a devilish one. “I’ve got another idea.”
“Uh oh.” The president looked back at God apprehensively.
“Release all prisoners who are in for drug-related offenses.”
“Oh, Lord.” The president put his head in his hands. “They’ll say I’m soft on crime.”
“Okay, another carrot. Give everyone prescription drugs at a nominal cost. You’ll be saving billions by not waging a war on drugs. Spread the wealth.”
The president bit his lower lip and looked thoughtful. “I like that, God. Maybe we could even give everyone health insurance at an affordable rate.” He grinned. “Really affordable.”
“Now you’ve got the idea.”
The president laughed softly and clapped his hands. “And make the insurance companies absorb some of the cost. They’re making obscene profits. That would really stick it to the God damn – sorry, God – bastards.”
“All right. High five.”
They laughed and slapped hands.
“And while we’re at it, we could tax all income over ten million at ninety percent. Including the sequestered off shore funds. Goodbye deficit.”
God frowned. “Don’t get carried away, Mr. President.”

The end, for now.


Thanks for coming. I’d love to hear your thoughts. Pro, con, and everything in between. And tell me your name. It doesn’t even have to be real; I just want to know what to call you. Don’t worry; I don’t want your phone number or bank account number.