h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

It is the winter and I am cold, and tired. I want nothing more than to write my teaching articles on the Bible. That's it.

They are so predictable that I wonder whether I really do want to marry at all; I find myself sickened by their attitudes and their presuppositions about humanity. Their grudge-holding; their assumptions that their are always right; their failure to try to understand difference, rather than insisting that people conform to their sickening vision of what human life is about. They are of the earth; this is the main problem.

As for Lynwen, insisting that I must conform to her phenomenology when it has been made patently clear by God to everyone that I am and must remain a fool for Christ, well, she obviously doesn't know God as well as she thinks she does. Perhaps she mistakes her own imaginations for the voice of God. In which case I would be better off having nothing to do with her.