a bright star travelling overhead,
“they’re here,” I thought, “I may eat freely from the tree of life
and live forever .” In
reality, it was probably just a satellite.
I started
thinking about other things, about The Stage, I started thinking
about all of the jokes God has made, all of the jokes that people
don’t notice. I was getting a lot of fines on the trains during
this time, every time I got on a train I got a fine for something,
it seemed like there were fines everywhere! I was at the Katoomba
Library one day and I looked around me, there were fines for
everything! Fines for skateboarding, fines for smoking, a sign
about fines for breaking water restrictions, the library itself was
about to introduce late fees! Then I saw a joke, thrown in, and no
one noticed it was a joke, a sign about $500 fines for feeding the
pigeons! Can you imagine it?! Some lonely old man getting slapped
with a $500 fine for feeding the pigeons! Whatever happened to just
asking? Is there anything wrong with a sign that simply says,
“please don’t feed the pigeons”?! This is how mad Australia has
become, that you have to threaten people with a massive fine, when
really all you have to do is ask. I thought about the ticket Nazis
on the train, the way they wore grey Nazi SS uniforms! I thought
about Stephen Hawking, the way he’s a robot, he’s God’s toy robot!
Or the Wailing Wall, I thought of Dr Rips and I wrote “talking to
Jews is like talking to a brick wall, I never read my mail either!”
I thought about all the other crazy characters, and all of the
Stage names, and I “realised” something amazing! “God made exactly
the same jokes I would have made! I am the incarnation of God, God
is not a man, but if God were a man, He’d be me!” “I saw the world
through the eyes of God, and I realised that I created
it !”
“That’s why I
have to eat from the Tree of Life, that’s why I have to live
forever! How often does this happen? Does God create a replica of
Himself on every planet? Maybe He doesn’t. Maybe God needed a world
where people play God, to create a man who is God.” I saw the
script for Earth in my mind, and I realised that the script for
earth was written perfectly, that the human race is the race of
beings that plays God to the extent that they would destroy
themselves, were it not for me of course. God could have made this world a better place, He
could have made us a peace loving race of beings, but He chose to
create a world that needs saving!
I started
talking in an alien’s voice, and I wrote the script for earth.
“ There is a
legend, a myth. It’s as old as the infinite Universe. They say
there is a place where He will be born, all we know is that it is a
place like no other. Many have dedicated eternity to scouring the
infinite Universe. Searching. Waiting. Hoping. Many times we
thought we found it, but it’s like the legend says, when we find
it, we will know it. We found it… we know it.”
The script for
earth made me laugh so much, imagining aliens searching the
infinite Universe for me, and then finding me, “what a massive
disappointment that would be, ha ha ha! Today the world, tomorrow
the galaxy, and then, maybe in a couple of weeks, the universe! I
am, or rather, I will become the supreme leader of the infinite
Universe! They have been looking for me for a long time!”
Seeing The
Stage was an amazing feeling, I could feel God surrounding me, and
when I looked at the world I could see everyone being moved around
like puppets, like toys, like action figures, all blissfully
unaware that there is someone controlling them. People take their
little lives so seriously, but they don’t understand that it
doesn’t even matter, it’s all just one big joke! Really, the
biggest problem with the world is that people take life, especially
religion, too seriously. The Stage became my sole reason to exist,
I was destitute but I couldn’t stop laughing! I believed that The
Stage
“they’re here,” I thought, “I may eat freely from the tree of life
and live forever .” In
reality, it was probably just a satellite.
I started
thinking about other things, about The Stage, I started thinking
about all of the jokes God has made, all of the jokes that people
don’t notice. I was getting a lot of fines on the trains during
this time, every time I got on a train I got a fine for something,
it seemed like there were fines everywhere! I was at the Katoomba
Library one day and I looked around me, there were fines for
everything! Fines for skateboarding, fines for smoking, a sign
about fines for breaking water restrictions, the library itself was
about to introduce late fees! Then I saw a joke, thrown in, and no
one noticed it was a joke, a sign about $500 fines for feeding the
pigeons! Can you imagine it?! Some lonely old man getting slapped
with a $500 fine for feeding the pigeons! Whatever happened to just
asking? Is there anything wrong with a sign that simply says,
“please don’t feed the pigeons”?! This is how mad Australia has
become, that you have to threaten people with a massive fine, when
really all you have to do is ask. I thought about the ticket Nazis
on the train, the way they wore grey Nazi SS uniforms! I thought
about Stephen Hawking, the way he’s a robot, he’s God’s toy robot!
Or the Wailing Wall, I thought of Dr Rips and I wrote “talking to
Jews is like talking to a brick wall, I never read my mail either!”
I thought about all the other crazy characters, and all of the
Stage names, and I “realised” something amazing! “God made exactly
the same jokes I would have made! I am the incarnation of God, God
is not a man, but if God were a man, He’d be me!” “I saw the world
through the eyes of God, and I realised that I created
it !”
“That’s why I
have to eat from the Tree of Life, that’s why I have to live
forever! How often does this happen? Does God create a replica of
Himself on every planet? Maybe He doesn’t. Maybe God needed a world
where people play God, to create a man who is God.” I saw the
script for Earth in my mind, and I realised that the script for
earth was written perfectly, that the human race is the race of
beings that plays God to the extent that they would destroy
themselves, were it not for me of course. God could have made this world a better place, He
could have made us a peace loving race of beings, but He chose to
create a world that needs saving!
I started
talking in an alien’s voice, and I wrote the script for earth.
“ There is a
legend, a myth. It’s as old as the infinite Universe. They say
there is a place where He will be born, all we know is that it is a
place like no other. Many have dedicated eternity to scouring the
infinite Universe. Searching. Waiting. Hoping. Many times we
thought we found it, but it’s like the legend says, when we find
it, we will know it. We found it… we know it.”
The script for
earth made me laugh so much, imagining aliens searching the
infinite Universe for me, and then finding me, “what a massive
disappointment that would be, ha ha ha! Today the world, tomorrow
the galaxy, and then, maybe in a couple of weeks, the universe! I
am, or rather, I will become the supreme leader of the infinite
Universe! They have been looking for me for a long time!”
Seeing The
Stage was an amazing feeling, I could feel God surrounding me, and
when I looked at the world I could see everyone being moved around
like puppets, like toys, like action figures, all blissfully
unaware that there is someone controlling them. People take their
little lives so seriously, but they don’t understand that it
doesn’t even matter, it’s all just one big joke! Really, the
biggest problem with the world is that people take life, especially
religion, too seriously. The Stage became my sole reason to exist,
I was destitute but I couldn’t stop laughing! I believed that The
Stage
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