the people in my office are in the kitchen having lunch and talking about reincarnation. yes. reincarnation. hoo boy.
“cedar souls” by someone named gary..or john edwards… says stuff about soul mates and how people’s souls hang out somewhere and then choose where they want to be/go/gender/race/whatever and then go and hang out for a while before dying again but then come back relatively the same with the same semi group of people. could you see that?
we’re all in some ectoplasmic plane meeting and greeting in order to decide who we want to spend forever being reincarnated with. that doesn’t seem very plausible.
“hello person who will become my arch-nemisis….let’s hang out forever.”
who is my arch-nemesis? hmmm…..maybe….umm…..i dunno.
now they’re fighting over the testament and church-going. fucking ay. they are all up in arms about things now.
go look for past lives stories of your very own here.
in my past life, i am john edwards.
wait. wait. i need to acknowledge that there is a father figure of some type in your life. do you know anyone by the name of, or that you call “dad,” or “daddy,” or “pops” or something like that?
when i feel the need for friendship i call my suckers “pops” for short. they never let me down. always with the sweet candy taste. mmm… candy….mmmmm….
If an ectoplasmic plane crashes on the US-Canada border, where do they bury the survivors?
well i think since canadians will not hesitate to dig up and eat ectoplasm, it might be best to go with the US.
You don’t bury survivors! Ha!
And ectoplasm can’t fly!
I wish i could fly.
oh man you sick with the clever mind tricks. i claim stupidity born from lack of food and being stuck in a cubicle since 8 in the fucking morning.
i guess all this would make sense if i read those links, huh?
umm…but no… none of this has anything to do with the links. well…i suppose knowledge of who john edwards is maybe. but really who needs to know that? i didn’t.
Wasn’t john edwards that “Sinners in the hands of an angry god” guy? I like him.
to quote a previous comment, “jesus–he died for your sins, asshole.” (tracy)
“god–he’s got you in his angry hands, asshole-sinner.”