Boomer
05-17-2005, 12:24 PM
This morning while having my morning smoke with my coffee I started to day dream. I know what your thinking, so what I did that 5 minutes ago lol. Well this one kinda shook my foundations a little. Let me tell you about it. :)
i was sitting on a cliffside looking out on the ocean. It was that kind of sea where you can look out not to far and the water gets black while closer in it fades to crystal clear light blue water. I found my thoughts turning to my pain and in my dream I pull out my bowl and begin to smoke. I began to list my defficiencies one by one as I also began to notice how many others are made to suffer through life in some way or another. I started to get REALLY angry. Why would Creator make so many people suffer so? What could I hope to learn from watching a good friend wither away and die? What could my friend possibly hope to learn from being in so much pain they want to eat a bullet and don't own the money to buy relief?
I sprang to my feet and standing as tall as I could, SHOOK my fist at the sky! You say your all powerfull! You say you know everything! How can you let all these people suffer?? Why do you put us through this and then all we get from you is silence? Do you even exist? Go ahead hit me with lightning! Come on I dare you! CAN YOU HEAR ME!!!
CRACK!!!
Silence
I stood there after having all the clothes vaporized from my body. I also realized that all the hair had also been burned off. And,, I felt CREATOR.
I sank to my knees thinking my life was over. There was a light coming from behind me so intense I could see nothing in front of me and I knew that nothing could make me turn and look. Then I heard Creator speak to me in my mind. I also realized at the same time that if Creator spoke to me in His own voice it would blast me out of existence. Michael why do you fret so? Creator I wish to understand why do so many of us have to suffer in this life?
Suddenly I was wisked away and I looked around. I had just realized why sheep stand in a field facing any which way and just stand there going Baaaa Baaaaa. Oh wonderfull day! the end of 1000 years of study on the subject. My wife was going to be very pleased. I stopped then and thought to myself. There was a question I was asking Creator, what was it? Oh yes why are so many made to suffer so in life? Well now that was a silly question. Why would I ask that? That was over 14 million years ago and lasted what 80 years or so?
I looked down at my desk and picked up my bowl and flicked my Bic while looking down at the plastic bag that was delivered this morning. I looked over at the time on my screen. Good heavens! 2 hours have just drifted away from me. I reached out and picked up the bag exhaling smoke slowly.
KGB I read on the little label. Hmmm I thought as I picked up my blue marker and wrote on the label, "Do not smoke when there is work to do".
i was sitting on a cliffside looking out on the ocean. It was that kind of sea where you can look out not to far and the water gets black while closer in it fades to crystal clear light blue water. I found my thoughts turning to my pain and in my dream I pull out my bowl and begin to smoke. I began to list my defficiencies one by one as I also began to notice how many others are made to suffer through life in some way or another. I started to get REALLY angry. Why would Creator make so many people suffer so? What could I hope to learn from watching a good friend wither away and die? What could my friend possibly hope to learn from being in so much pain they want to eat a bullet and don't own the money to buy relief?
I sprang to my feet and standing as tall as I could, SHOOK my fist at the sky! You say your all powerfull! You say you know everything! How can you let all these people suffer?? Why do you put us through this and then all we get from you is silence? Do you even exist? Go ahead hit me with lightning! Come on I dare you! CAN YOU HEAR ME!!!
CRACK!!!
Silence
I stood there after having all the clothes vaporized from my body. I also realized that all the hair had also been burned off. And,, I felt CREATOR.
I sank to my knees thinking my life was over. There was a light coming from behind me so intense I could see nothing in front of me and I knew that nothing could make me turn and look. Then I heard Creator speak to me in my mind. I also realized at the same time that if Creator spoke to me in His own voice it would blast me out of existence. Michael why do you fret so? Creator I wish to understand why do so many of us have to suffer in this life?
Suddenly I was wisked away and I looked around. I had just realized why sheep stand in a field facing any which way and just stand there going Baaaa Baaaaa. Oh wonderfull day! the end of 1000 years of study on the subject. My wife was going to be very pleased. I stopped then and thought to myself. There was a question I was asking Creator, what was it? Oh yes why are so many made to suffer so in life? Well now that was a silly question. Why would I ask that? That was over 14 million years ago and lasted what 80 years or so?
I looked down at my desk and picked up my bowl and flicked my Bic while looking down at the plastic bag that was delivered this morning. I looked over at the time on my screen. Good heavens! 2 hours have just drifted away from me. I reached out and picked up the bag exhaling smoke slowly.
KGB I read on the little label. Hmmm I thought as I picked up my blue marker and wrote on the label, "Do not smoke when there is work to do".