OGU

More reading. More don’t read enough. Lazy. Lethargic. Practically catatonic. Such is this western life of never getting ahead. Anywho.

Some say OMG but I prefer OGU. But then again I’ve not been gifted the gift of faith. Something to consider.

Consider the impasse of a one God universe. He is all-knowing and all-powerful. He can’t go anywhere since He is already everywhere. He can’t do anything since the act of doing presupposes opposition. His universe is irrevocably thermodynamic having no friction by definition. So, He has to create friction: War, Fear, Sickness, Death…. To keep his dying show on the road. Sooner or later, “Look boss we don’t have enough energy left to fry an elderly woman in a flea bag hotel bar.” “Well, we’ll have to start faking it.” Joe looks after him sourly and mixes a bicarbonated soda. “Sure, start faking it. Sure, and leave the details to Joe.” Now look, from a real disaster you get a pig of energy: Sacrifice, Heroism, Grief, Separation, Fear and Violent Death, and remember one violent death yields more energy than a cancer ward. So, from a energy surplus you can underwrite the next one. So, from a energy surplus you can underwrite the next one. But the first one’s a fake, you can’t underwrite a shithouse! Trying to explain to God Almighty where His one God universe is going. The asshole doesn’t know what buttons to push or what happens when you push them! Abandon ship, god damn it every man for himself! Recollect Pope John XXIII saying, “Like a little soldier, I stand at attention in the presence of my captains.” The old army game from here to eternity: Get there firstest with the brownest nose.

-A One God Universe by William S. Burroughs from The Western Lands

Oh. And before I forget. Here another less valuable quote.

I have never met a woman whose beauty matched her.

(Yeah, that one’s from me.)

Tommi

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