Why did God give us ten toes? So that we could paint them to entice lovers. Why did God give us lovers? So that painters could paint them and make them immortal. Why did God make immortal? Because in his youth, God worked very hard to master it. Now, having long since become its master, God has become generous with immortality and sees no use in hoarding it.
A crying baby is a very sad thing. Little babies have no words, however. Crying is their word. Perhaps they are quoting Yeats or singing a song. To cunning men and women, it sounds only like the noise of a baby crying. Maybe that is because crying is the universal language. God, invented to solve the crying, has no interest in performing such duties. He wants to live, to smoke cigarettes, and flirt with the waitress. He does so. And a cloud of starlings etches their signature across the Southern sky.
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as you can see rox is logged in and I am too uninpired to log out and in again to tell you that this passage you wrote was a thing of beauty. Well done, as always. Todd
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