The Day of the Sun
Created | Updated Apr 17, 2002
Today I left home and thumbed the nearest interstellar liner to Betelgeuse. Unfortunately, on the way, we were waylaid by some Agnostic bandits, who by some strange quirk of fate, also decided to leave home that day. Doubley unfortunate for me, was they also decided to torture and maim any body who may not resemble the rather late artist Pablo Picasso. Guess what, I don’t quite look like Mr. Picasso, I might even say that if looks where measured on a reverse scale of 10 to 1, then I’d probably be around an 8 (squared) . So, I’m here on this big ship with hundreds of little Agnostics running around explaining way they aren’t sure if God really exists and as a closing argument, blast your brains into the next life, trying to prove a point (or not). Any way, one of the little critters grabbed a hold of me and started to explain the fundamental belief he had that God may or may not exist, and indeed that he may even look like Pablo picasso... more later.
