Musings of a quantum module of perception embedded in the folds of an unfathomable cosmic superbeing.
Sunday, June 20, 2004
Letter from God #2
The thing that all the interviewers have been asking me lately is who I want to win the U.S. Presidency. You’d think that if you had the opportunity to ask God a question, you’d ask about enlightenment or where you go after you die or how the universe was created or some really cosmic thing. But no, they want to know who’s going to win the election, Bush or Kerry. Let’s get one thing straight here. The Supreme Court decides who the President is. It’s in the Constitution, right? It’s the Court. Not the people. Not God. Especially not God. I don’t even have a vote, unless I want to go to the trouble of incarnating again, and after catching Mel Gibson’s movie, I’ve really lost my motivation to do that anymore. I don’t even want to see the flick again. Once was more than enough. You too? But anyway, given the way the Bushies have the Court stacked, they probably have a lock on it again. Well, that’s my $.02, as they say. Next time, ask me about something important, or where at least I know the answer.
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Le hasard c'est peut-etre le pseudonyme de Dieu, quand
il ne veut pas signer.
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