 That all our monsters are merely conglomerates of what we know, and all our heroes are the same.
Except One. Both God and Perfect Man, Jesus is a conglomerate of what we do not know... Both That a flower can look so flawless that we assume they must be fake? Because...obviously...if something is that perfect...it must be man-made. A   I laughed -- I got a heat wave warning on my phone...it was going to be 85 degrees. I think I insulted people by saying 85 is not hot.
The one thing everyone agrees on though is; the slugs are big. To keep things as green as this -- one must be prepared to get wet. Either from sweat or rain, going outside means you'll be wet.  After so many years in the desert, this is what I am used to. I laughed at myself when I dumped out my shoes looking for a scorpion. And though the Pacific Northwest may not have poisonous snakes, I jumped over two snakes hiking last weekend.  I bought a new toaster and am very excited to have rapidly dried out bread again. But this made me laugh there was a QR code so I could connect with the toaster company. I want toast -- not a long-term relationship!  If librarian whispers at home? Whether people who get paid to be in shape stay healthier? If a politician...scratch that. Moving on.  Where a cemetery groundskeeper goes if work gets too loud? Whether a radio announcer dreams in just voices? If professional mattress testers during the day have insomnia at night?  If you could ride a giraffe? How you milk a camel? If you could shear a goat?   And the most solid plan: die trusting in Jesus (i.e. go to heaven).
No more boxes, tape, broken dishes, lost papers, or scratched furniture. The End. (Too melodramatic? I'll work on it.) |
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