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October 29th, 2006What do you put on fried gravy?
Mashed potatoes.
Duh!
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He’s a policeman, a soldier, a programmer, a farmer, a murderer, a priest and a politician. He is anything that he wants to be. He’s a salesman by day and an author by night.
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What do you put on fried gravy?
Mashed potatoes.
Duh!
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Long before a actor auditions for a part, the author must get into character and give birth to that part, much as a potter forms a vessel from deep within his imagination. His hands skillfully press and pinch until the magnificent is born.
When a diabolical character frightens even the author himself, or the demise of a beloved friend in the novel brings bitter tears of sorrow to his eyes, he knows he has done his job well and his characters justice.
Getting out of character is another thing altogether, and often an impossibility, for each time the author fathers someone who lives between the pages of his work, that person ultimately becomes very real and remains his companion all of his days. His invisible friends are often more loyal and loving than any conceivable, organic counterpart because they live in his eternal dreams rather than the cold, painful reality of mortals.
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What horrors ultimately befall a man when he dares to embrace the miserable secrets of his own heart? What mysteries await as he drifts off to sleep on his disconsolate bed? His dreams mingled with fears, become nightmares that drain his soul of strength, leaving a torrid, brittle shell to be swept away with the ashes of love lost, blown by the relentless winds, bursting from the breeches of hell.
Perhaps there is no soul and life is merely a pathetic, random neural synapse lost in the space-time illusion?
Terrified to discover the inversion of his own essence, he smiles amiably and nods as though he believes the rhyme of love that lulls the masses, as a teardrop of fire rolls down his cheek rapidly igniting the crusty dung of his existence.
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The sky is so far away and the stars are so small. Still, the night calls and the heart must answer in silent sadness over years long forgotten yet asleep in the depths.
No one knows but you and I.
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The Catholic church has decided to change their doctrine to keep up with the changing times. Just like the Episcopalians allowing gays in the priesthood, churches everywhere are making changes to bolster their popularity. These people have a warm place waiting for them when they meet their Maker. How many compromises have you made?
Catholic experts are expected to advise Pope Benedict XVI that teachings on the state of limbo - somewhere between heaven and hell - should be amended.
For centuries many Roman Catholics have believed that the souls of babies who die before baptism remain in limbo.
But the concept has never been part of official Church teaching, and it is thought Pope Benedict may be keen to do away with it.
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Our correspondent says some have suggested that the possible change is an attempt by the Vatican to prevent people in developing countries with high infant mortality rates turning to Islam - Muslims believe the souls of stillborn babies go straight to paradise.
What’s frightening is, they are not even embarrassed.
Read the rest or the article here.
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