

the god memorandumTo: You From: Godthe god memorandum
Take counsel. I hear your cry. It passes through the darkness, filters through the clouds, mingles with starlight, and finds its way to my heart on the path of a sunbeam. I have anguished over the cry of a hare choked in the noose of a snare, a sparrow tumbled from the nest of its mother, a child thrashing helplessly in a pond, and a son shredding his blood on a cross. Know that I hear you, also. Be at peace. Be calm. I bring thee relief for your sorrow for I know its cause ... and its cure. You weep for all your childhood dreams that have vanished with the years.
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The existence of flamethrowers proves that someone, somewhere, at sometime, said: "I need to set that thing on fire, but it's too far away."
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The existence of flamethrowers proves that someone, somewhere, at sometime, said: "I need to set that thing on fire, but it's too far away."
I'm good thanks. Though I do seem to have strained a muscle in my back at some point today, so I'm having issues finding a comfortable position to sit in. It seems I can sit comfortably, but if I try to find a position in which I can also type then it hurts. So writing this reply is taking a small age. I hope you're suitably impressed by the lengths I'll go through to reply to you
You don't have to be that impressed, it's ok.
And my hand hurts from 2 hours of mandolin practice. But that's self inflicted and needs no sympathy either.
I'm sure I have other more exciting things to tell you but I can't think of anything right now.
So instead I've got you this nice penguin
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The existence of flamethrowers proves that someone, somewhere, at sometime, said: "I need to set that thing on fire, but it's too far away."
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