3:50 A.M. God
God visited us this morning at approximately 3:50 A.M. He/She did not knock politely, or slip in gently through dreams like we constantly pray for. God struck us out of our slumber with great fury and gnashing of teeth, St. Paul style. Three deafening cracks (symbolizing the holy trinity) and blinding light (His/Her wisdom is unseeable) whipped us from our sleepy state into one of excitement and zeal. What the fuck was that, indeed.
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Oh, that was me. I was bored the other night, and still mad about cancelling my trip, so I put a curse on your house. Hope it didn't/won't cause too much trouble. Toodles!
From the lyrics of a SheDaisy song:
Everybody needs a revival
Get up off your knees and dance
It's fundamental to our survival
Get hell-bent on shaking that big white tent
Repent
I counter your country lyrics with Leonard Cohen lyrics:
Take the only tree that's left
and stuff it up the hole in your culture
Give me back Stalin and St. Paul
I've seen the future, brother:
It is murder.
When they said REPENT
I wonder what they meant.
That was really funny. I'll be laughing about that for another hour. Thanks for making my day. Oh man ...