Linkage to the truth.
Oct. 3rd, 2006 04:18 pmhttp://community.livejournal.com/metaquotes/5511427.html
I read this laughed and then sat in meditation on the truth of it all.
have you ever thought maybe God is like Ike Turner?
And I'm the dumbass that keeps "rolling down a river" and keeps running back to him?
Yes because this was what happened wdnesday of last week.
Me at 7 am: Please god, please don't make me late.
Me at London bridge 8.35am: Please god, my feet hurt just a titch in these heels and the laptop is making my shoulder ache, please reopen the barrier and let me be on time.
GOD: Hahahaha, you think? Nah.
Me running up elephant and castle's stairs 8.55am: PLease let m < thwack, I am now spralled and a sick feeling of oh shit my wrist. Oh fuck my laptop!!! >
Me five mins later: God you rotten fucking jerk, let not my puter be ill and let my wrist not hurt more than it is.
GOD: hahahaha, your late.
Me: Bite me.
Me ten mins later having had the death stare: phew at least puter works
Me 2 hours later after battery drains: Fuck, well please god, at least I can run off of power, let it work.
GOD: hahahahaha you think???
Me 30 mins later: Why oh why do I keep hoping and praying to him.
Me 3 hours later walking down some stairs at Oxford circus: PLease god don't let me fall. < almost does had i not held the hand rail. >
GOD < dies laughing and is god, so can ressurect himself >
Me 1 hour later feels sore throat: PLease god don't let me get sick.
Me the following day: GOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDD!
Yes think the damn comparisson stands.
I read this laughed and then sat in meditation on the truth of it all.
have you ever thought maybe God is like Ike Turner?
And I'm the dumbass that keeps "rolling down a river" and keeps running back to him?
Yes because this was what happened wdnesday of last week.
Me at 7 am: Please god, please don't make me late.
Me at London bridge 8.35am: Please god, my feet hurt just a titch in these heels and the laptop is making my shoulder ache, please reopen the barrier and let me be on time.
GOD: Hahahaha, you think? Nah.
Me running up elephant and castle's stairs 8.55am: PLease let m < thwack, I am now spralled and a sick feeling of oh shit my wrist. Oh fuck my laptop!!! >
Me five mins later: God you rotten fucking jerk, let not my puter be ill and let my wrist not hurt more than it is.
GOD: hahahaha, your late.
Me: Bite me.
Me ten mins later having had the death stare: phew at least puter works
Me 2 hours later after battery drains: Fuck, well please god, at least I can run off of power, let it work.
GOD: hahahahaha you think???
Me 30 mins later: Why oh why do I keep hoping and praying to him.
Me 3 hours later walking down some stairs at Oxford circus: PLease god don't let me fall. < almost does had i not held the hand rail. >
GOD < dies laughing and is god, so can ressurect himself >
Me 1 hour later feels sore throat: PLease god don't let me get sick.
Me the following day: GOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDD!
Yes think the damn comparisson stands.