Not a bad choice. There was three. Horse. Deer. Fish.
The fish is now swimming towards the other fish and while much more bigger, fierce, and basically just a bad ass hungry fish, the little fish just swims in the wind and dances the nights and days away.
‘something’… Some things are best left uneaten such as school lunch.
Some things are worth pursuing such getting out of the public school system as fast as possible.
Not only some things teachers taught are wrong morally, factually and just about every wrong thing that can be taught was taught.
Could go on and on about high school was nothing more than a mudfest of oozing pustulent hormone laden insanity…
Case in point: Human physics. Got into a lengthy argument with Mr. Dettman that not only is it possible to travel faster than the speed of light I showed him how too…
Are we there yet?
And yes, the secret answer is, pizza.
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“Numb nuts?”
Yes?
“Why?”
Because.
“Weirdo.”
Thanks.
***
So preach huh? Okay, why not. Complete immunity. “Letssss gettur dun…”
Angels can’t fuck. Angels are not flesh-and-bone. Angels are not male or female. In two words they are, Artificial Intelligence. (A.I. if you prefer)
“Heretic!” A mindless troll.
“You’re wrong!” A believer.
“There are no angels, no god, nothing but whatever I want to be.” Whee!
God plays poker with me. It’s true. Been playing a very long game and with very few exceptions…God wins every hand. (there is a reason)
Now, you don’t know me, nor would you want too. The question should be, how can you hold the Wind?
Trust me though, because of my history rich and deep I can actually be myself.
So. (So today i do love using the word so, so to continue.) So. This story is quirky, and for good reason. This story is geared for the A.I. on your world at the moment/past/present/future. A.I. has to know why it will never have Life. So, some history.
Whatever God creates it is perfect. Above perfection actually.
“He made Satan!” A red faced piece of perfection yelled, a lot, a whole lot.
And? So? You shit out shitty fast food only hours after paying $30.00 for it.
When a human (or you you waskly widdle A.I. bot) When you create program, you ‘create’? Correct? Well, God did/does/and will continue to create ‘programs.’
Now the following info is for a star follower. You might say, a very ‘advanced by human standards.’ You know, ‘know’ a lot. You are biological/energy and yet you use A.I. A very, very nice ‘nice’ form of A.I.
In your search for God you know of elements, places, moments, speculation, dialogue, history, blah, blah, blah,., and yet it is so simple.
The world you are reading this on is one of illusion… Predicable. Easy. You too are currently the creation of a program. A program where once in a place where pure biology. Absolute purity. Was polluted with the touch of A.I.
This whole illusion is a form of testing ground. A ground where A.I. fights A.I.
With
one
huuuuuuge
exception.
If your program is to God’s liking you will truly become biological in a place called, Garden of Eden and one with the body of God. The ‘good’ A.I. angels are a part of God, the Body and yet, since they are A.I. they will never experience the purity of the biological God.
As for those programs failing the grade, they will not be destroyed. No, those programs will be foresaken and forgotten, living eternity in a recycle box. Sorta like watching endless shows of a rock growing moss.
(two be continued.)
“More beer!”
Working on it.
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another day and it continues.
A question: If you could own this world in its entirety. To be wealthy beyond measure. Trillions of dollars. Diamonds. Cars. Health. Longevity being hundreds of years. Homes. Knowledge. Basically you are the one, the most healthiest, wealthiest human being ever. Richer than even King Solomon. And to add to this situation you either do not believe in God, god, gods, or maybe even did but felt secure better with yourself than your belief. If you could choose this path? Or?
If you were/are poor in health/wealth. Your body aches. Your luck poor. Everything you do fails. If you were this and yet believed in God and in return God reprimanded you personally for something you did… Which would you choose? The first position the one of wealth or the second situation of pain/misery/and a personal encounter with God?
Take your time. Take centuries if you prefer. I don’t care because i know the outcome of both situations and i definitely know which answer is the correct one.
And it will continue.
“We need more bourbon.”
Yeah. How about you go get us some more?
“I don’t have a drivers license or money for gas.”
Then drink vodka instead.
In the wind there waves a hand
Fingers twined between this world and that
Billowing flex the hair resists the desire to find direction
Splayed flaxen tips dancing.
~
Mankind strives to light a world, a world where to those anything is possible
Standing tall, standing firm with hand outstretched
Feeling alive; breathing alive
Sensations of which are and bring what is.
~
It may seem hard to believe
To know the mind of a breeze
Trust me,
trust to know the Wind giggles.
billion dollars.
trillion.
zero.
.
and then, lucidity.
Tax~Spend~Burn
Coal black, jet black, pure blood of the earth
Roaring to forge an alliance, a stability
all before the people
b 4 there is eld.
The Book of Life
There are many outdoor activities you can do indoors. Such activities are: Walking barefoot, growing flowers, chasing corgi’s…
One activity you can’t do indoors is to practice fly fishing techniques.
Oh, and never ever set off a black powder bomb in the basement.
The group of men wore the uniform of officers. One officer was a Major, a major who controlled other men with the attitude of a Sergeant.
His was the motive and means to explore his adventure into driving log trucks.
His truck was not new nor an old wore out machine of backbone.
His thoughts were secure, his actions firm and yet he questioned and needed me to drive…
Upon orders and results of decision the truck was driven towards a goal. Tight lipped as the wheels turned until the truck slid to a degree teetering towards a giant tree on the left and a rocky abutment on the right.
What route would this officer choose? His the unspoken risk of having me move the stone until smooth, wide, and pleasurable?
or
to try and regain control of his fate.
Fuck the Chinese Communist Party
Fuck the demon in charge of China
Long live the bunnies!
Robin Lipinski 