It's a good point, and arguably it's why religion has been such a big business because it allows you to pretend you won't die, instead passing from this consciousness to the next one, even if the next one is centrally heated.
Xtianity and Judaism have many identical stories in Volume #1, but both share an utter absence of humor. There isn't a single joke or remotely light moment in either tome. They're oppressively humorless. Who needs that?
Well aren’t you just the little ray of sunshine! Not to contradict the great Hemon (who I’d never heard of until now), I have all too vividly imagined just that very thing, far too often in my life, from a very young age. Not every moment of every day of course. And maybe that is all he means, that it is not continuous. And it’s true. Some mornings I come to consciousness from a dream that was not that, and am not thinking of that, and then I read my “friend’s” morning thought for the day and WHAM! I am back in it. Better than coffee for making you want to either bound out of bed, eager to assert your aliveness (for now) or to pull the covers over your head! Geez! A right little Miss Sunshine YOU are! I thought the balmy breezes, abundant Coke Zero and cod and port and whatever in your new environs would have cheered you up a bit! I guess it is good to know you are you, wherever you plant yourself. Heh heh.
I was trying to be that ray of sunshine, but I just can't give my heart to cod and it has soured me on the mother of all dinners here. Yes, what did you call me again -- Sad Music Boy? Still laughing over that. I should tell you right now: Sylvia Plath is coming up. Get another blanket.
It's a good point, and arguably it's why religion has been such a big business because it allows you to pretend you won't die, instead passing from this consciousness to the next one, even if the next one is centrally heated.
Yeah, I agree. Christianity and Islam have much better stories over, say, Judaism.
Xtianity and Judaism have many identical stories in Volume #1, but both share an utter absence of humor. There isn't a single joke or remotely light moment in either tome. They're oppressively humorless. Who needs that?
Bracing thoughts
Well aren’t you just the little ray of sunshine! Not to contradict the great Hemon (who I’d never heard of until now), I have all too vividly imagined just that very thing, far too often in my life, from a very young age. Not every moment of every day of course. And maybe that is all he means, that it is not continuous. And it’s true. Some mornings I come to consciousness from a dream that was not that, and am not thinking of that, and then I read my “friend’s” morning thought for the day and WHAM! I am back in it. Better than coffee for making you want to either bound out of bed, eager to assert your aliveness (for now) or to pull the covers over your head! Geez! A right little Miss Sunshine YOU are! I thought the balmy breezes, abundant Coke Zero and cod and port and whatever in your new environs would have cheered you up a bit! I guess it is good to know you are you, wherever you plant yourself. Heh heh.
I was trying to be that ray of sunshine, but I just can't give my heart to cod and it has soured me on the mother of all dinners here. Yes, what did you call me again -- Sad Music Boy? Still laughing over that. I should tell you right now: Sylvia Plath is coming up. Get another blanket.
Oy! The blanket is going over my head right now!
“Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee
And I'll forgive Thy great big one on me.”
― Robert Frost
A great line that. Thanks.
He ain't fibbin'.
I didn't think so either
Boy Scout motto: "Be prepared!"