A warm light engulfed my being and I knew I was in the presence of a superior force. Not knowing what to ask it, the first question that came to mind was, "Why?" Its response was, "Why not?" "I'm confused," I said. "Why?" It replied. That's it. I'm not sure what to make of it, but there it is.
Dude. Next time you talk to God, ask It where my naked lady playing cards are. Did my nephew Stevie steal them? I bet he did, that little pervert...
Still pondering the significance of the encounter. Hmm... Gonna dye my hair black and get me some shades, 'cause I have a calling.
Consider Crowley's Book of Lies. Nobody is going to follow your cult. The idea that people will just follow anything is taken from politics. It took 2,000 years for Christinsanity to prevail. And they all are doomed in spite of hierarchy, money, and political clout. Why waste your life? Want to feel like the man of the world - Oriental Massage. Or else study the real fucking teachings. We don't need more assholes, who are patently dim enough to ask for advice on Hip (or not) forums.
but it would be the one religion that doesn't have any answers. No behest, no dictum, no gospel. I suppose I could climb a mountain and return with a commandment or two, but that seems to be contrary to the faith.
hey, next time could you ask God to give me a ring sometime? i keep calling and leaving voice mails but he never returns the messages. :love: