Musings of a quantum module of perception embedded in the folds of an unfathomable cosmic superbeing.
Friday, May 14, 2004
Budding author
If by reason of presently unforeseen notoriety, a future academic should someday sift through the papers in my attic to glean clues to my biographical underpinnings, this person will find some pages copied out in a first-grade hand entitled "The Holy Bible, by Douglas Mackey." I wonder how many other people, in their childhood, claimed personal authorship of the sacred scriptures. I suspect not very many. This could tell someone a lot about why I am what I am today. You see, in some sense I still think I wrote the Bible. I mean, why not?
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