TALKING TO GOD

I try to write as if I were talking with God and God is talking back. Is that so bad? In that way, I believe God writes through me (God'll write through you too, just get in touch). You can believe it or not as you choose, but for the moment let's say this is true. What would you suppose to be enough of a good idea to be called God's Word? Thou shalt not kill? Well, yeah, duh. I'm aiming for what you and I know, deep in our hearts is the right and sensible thing to do in our current circumstances, where there are such vast differences between cultures, between people, between our concepts of God. So, we spend our time together, my God and me, and you too, to try to figure out what is best, not only for ourselves, but for ours to follow. Maybe we presume, but hey, somebody has to speak up.

The face of God (or is it The Devil) appears to me on my desk and is permanently etched there to receive our conversations. Imagine being able to hear, make spiritual contact, thru a desk!

No, it's not The Devil of course; perhaps it's God playing the Devil's Advocate, or is that just an imaginary entity presenting the Other Side? There is an Other Side, you know, to anything.

What!? you expected God to be all-perfect, white beard, heavy eyebrows long gray hair? You got it all wrong. God has been around, and the face of God shows some of the wear and tear. Not that pure countenance anymore, but one with the wrinkles of age, and the scars of the many worries about our civilization

WE PROMOTE BEST
Maybe what the US should do: Hire Salesmen - Ministers of Culture, to all countries in the world. Pay countries for their culture, their music, their dance, their literature, theatre, art, then re-sell it to the world. Maybe that's now our function - Sales - now that other countries, through their willingness to work for less making the things we invented, have skunked us in the competition for manufactured goods. No doubt about it, we are far ahead in the marketing of our products, which really are their products now. Hmm. Wouldn't be a bad job: Travel around, collect culture, dress it up, resell it. One could make a good buck...

PORT WHITMAN TIMES Dec. 30, 2010: As of January 1, 2011 Junk mailers must accept return e-mail for all transmissions coming into Greater Port Whitman. Also, there will be a 1¢ TAX levied to recipients on both sides, receiver and sender, on any e-mail that is opened, which tax shall be paid monthly through both their ISP's. The tax is a sample tryout for a proposed Worldwide tax by the UN, to finance education and modernizing programs everywhere. All ISP's must comply, and submit electronic records with payment or their WWWCC license to operate on the Internet will be suspended.
This is only a test, and since Port Whitman has the various economic levels of population equal to the same percentages in the world population, it is seen to be a valid sample of the world's reaction to the tax. 

The Benefit (along with tax revenue) to onliners all countries: If receivers of spam, other advertising or any message, text or graphic reply to spammers with an an e-mail saying "Remove me from your mailing list" - the sender has to pay for that reply, and will be sure to remove that e-mail address from their list, lest they be taxed again. 
"It's time for Internet users to clean up their acts, and start paying for all this stuff we get for free." said Gary Prost, the interim head of the proposed hard-nosed collection agency under the  WorldWideWeb Communications Commission.

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THE BANK
Now the bank wants to charge me an "Inactivity Fee" - Just for leaving my money with them and not doing anything with it. Or let THEM do anything with it either. So they are charging me for storing it there, for just letting it lie fallow. But if I make 10 transactions every month, there's no fee; In other words holding me up, for letting my dough sit. Pretty smart, banker, since it was one of yours who enticed me into first opening the account, so I could get a higher rate for letting you use my CD money to lend out!

Now, what if God (The Other Great power in our lives) operated thusly? If you just subsisted, So that if you just did nothing but get by, then you were penalized by not letting God use you for his purposes - "Two years in Purgatory, jack, 'cause you just sat around smoking dope instead of doing something with your life." What do the various Gods, The Father, The Son, The Holy Ghost, Allah, Jehovah, etc., do in a case like that?

(God playing Hitler now)"You vill be punished accordingly ffforrr your sins of commission or OMISSION, zat's rrright, vat you didn't do ven you could haff, or vat you ever thought about doing (or not doing)" - It's just too complicated; and think of what God has to go through to deal with all this for billions of people, not only while they're alive, but all of the dead ones who ever got to Heaven too. It's a logistical nightmare. "It'z a catastrastroke!" Durante used to say.

Remember: God is everywhere ("WOO, WOO, WOO!") like Santa Claus "He sees you while you're sleeping, knows when you're awake, what you're dreaming. Everything. No hiding from God.

So that's how it's getting to be, folks, you do nothing, time gets subtracted from your eternity. Not while you're here, but in-between here and there, for when you aren't there yet, yet not here anymore. Not like burning in Hell of course, more like endlessly standing in line, while you see others whom you consider less deserving than yourself being passed in. Oh, the injustice! - And the virgins, the servers of the good food, the perfect golf game, are lining up around the block waiting for you.

So God says "Get off your ass, Osama, and help save the world, not destroy it.
It's time to start controlling the population, for the sake of The Earth, not by blowing it up, but by more sensible means."

So start building up your eternity time, Eternity doesn't last forever, y'know. Time is fungible. And when someone says "Time's up" - That's the end.

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