Cadbury loves to question he heard once that questions are the answers. (Anthony Robbins)
So he wonders why somebody has to be somebody to be somebody,? else wise it might seem they are little more then used toilet paper shoved down crabs holes in the mud among'st an expansive mangrove forest.
A.K.A. Butt wipes. Cadbury has also heard that a man or woman is not remembered by anyone beyond 5 generations unless of course they have had fame or notoriety befall them.
As an example say you had a distant relative like John F. Lacy who was a Congress man from Oskaloosa Iowa... he would or might be remembered... well it looks that way on Wiki Pedia.......
or say a Mr. Windom of Minnesota who was a Senator out there... then the memory lives on and he may be chatted about by some distant kin as of now... but the general idea is all are forgotten after 5 generations for the most part.... That should cheer you up. The exception being the possibility of memories being wrapped up in some genetic strand perhaps that could be wittingly or unwittingly recalled... Cadbury is not certain but thinks it is a possibility.
Any way...... Cadbury joyously babbles on........ like an old rotten shoe decaying in the mud on the floor of the mangrove forest he was looking at yesterday and wondering to whom did it once belong?
This was after wiping his butt and putting the tissue down the crabs hole... Lucky Mr. Crab! He won the crab lottery.
Cadbury sleeps on these things you know? He guesses..... Then he turns on his little window early in the morning... the window that runs on pixels and electricity know as an Acer Chromebook for those of you from earlier centuries ... not the one where the birds are chirping out of doors as they have for and in the centuries past or the one you flip paper pages... they are now electronic.......
It is a worthy question why does man always seek a Benevolent Being... to cling too, to grasp... to hold on to the skirts of ?
and why does somebody have to be somebody to be somebody?
Perhaps this question can correlate?
Mr. Eugene Peterson comes along and rewrites the words of the Bible and replaces them with what Paul David Hewson (better known as bono the rock star) refers to it as language he can better understand..
all is well then.
and the whole thing is met with acknowledgement and glorious fan fare? Why Mr. Peterson's wife even baked cookies......
Now, personally... Cadbury hopes there is a being smarter then him out there somewhere... he does hope so... and It is a relief for him that he can see the Stars, Moon, and Sun.... he does not have to muster faith to believe in those he can see them.
As Cadbury hangs his bare ass over a branch taking a crap looking up .... he thinks to himself... this thing religion is really very dangerous in fact.... that is not imagination... nor does it take faith for him to believe it is a fact... Just Look and see for yourself, the squalor and devastation in the name of which God?
So the final question from Cadbury is this... if there is no Benevolent being or beings... does that make you the smartest person alive or ever in existence?
Perhaps mankind is looking for a tit to suck on and there is a multitude of titty's out there? Just a thought.
Cadbury prefers to keep his options open, towards the Benevolent being idea and if there is one Cadbury hopes and prays he has one Hell of a sense of Humor towards him...... as he watches Cadbury screw guilt on the round water bed with silk sheets.........
Cadbury hopes and has faith and believes you have enjoyed his thoughts towards this subject................
No Sacrilege meant or inferred or implied in the faith hopes and belief of your goodly understanding towards Cadbury and his loved ones.
Thank You Cadbury.
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