Notes From The Dump

QUICK TO JUMP AT EVERY OPPORTUNITY…

…to denigrate Gawd (why I’m not sure)…

I’m just as quick to jump back on board and switch over to a more reverential God when the time is rife, i.e. last nite as I lay dying in the dark and didn’t only by the grace of, well, God - in the guise of the New Hampshire Electric Co-op – which came in the middle of the gale-force windy January night to repair downed lines to my home which had cut off all light, and as I lay choking and strangling from 35 uninterrupted years of dope-smoking, I suddenly realized that you may say you’re not afraid of the dark but what you mean is you are not afraid of the night – of the dark you’re afraid, why I fairly prayed for illumination lest I die in darkness and lo & behold, there my boys from the Co-op were at three in the morning – with the light’s return I quickly recovered my cynicism and my equilibrium (not to mention dignity as before the arrival of my saviors I had been muling away practically on my hands and knees in supplication to, puhleez! let there be light), and I lay there later reflecting on my plight thinking, ‘Jesus Christ, maybe there is a Gawd, ah…that is, a God?!’

That would blow away my Nothingness-as-God hypothesis…

…but, in that singular blowhardy way of NFTD, I digress…

So now we must press on for there’s a world of rest ahead, maybe!