Sunday, August 17, 2014

Special Guest Sermon by Charles Bukowski

Like the best sermons, it will go right over their heads, save for those select few who already got the message.










Okay, so that’s a bitch to read. Here’s the transcript:

For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can’t readily accept the God formula, the big answers don’t remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command nor faith a dictum. I am my own God. We are here to unlearn the teachings of church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.

I really need to make my own memes of these things. Right now, I just want to get over this damned cold. I spent the night fighting vampires in my dreams, with full-spectrum light rifles and sigils drawn quickly on the concrete floor, which means I've managed some R.E.M. sleep. It's a start.

Happy Sunday!

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