Life is meaningless and void. Jews and Christians. They are meaningless until we give them meaning... .
On that note, I had a message from god yesterday. It all started with the brush collection. I hear the truck outside and said 'Oh sh*t!' I hadnt taken out that damned prickly bush and wood/raft contraption on the side of the house yet.
Ok, so I run outside clothes haff on, grab the chansaw, (lets just make this story shorter and say never start a chainsaw till your clothes are fully on), and make it to the side yard in record time. I look over the front fence and there are the trucks and crane scooping up the brush. Ok, I have time I thought... I manage to get going and cut the bush down. Strangely, the bush catches fire from the hot chainsaw blade, as the bush was very dry. While stamping out the burning bush, I hear my name being called.
Verily, halleluiah, I say! Faith's coming! Huh, what's that? I hear it again, "Better hurry, I see the trucks coming!" I look around and see my neighbor staring from over the fence at me talking. I kill the chainsaw and he finishes, "I don't want to be stuck with this." Now I just dont like my neighbor so I just stopped working till he left, heh. Then tossed it over the side fence in between me and my neighbors house.
Luckily, the trucks were full b4 they got to my curb, so I had time to tackle that raft thingee which has been in the side yard of my house since I bought the place. It is just too wieldy to wield. So there I left it. Till now. So, this raft thing has three 8' parallel railroad ties secured perpendicularly across by five 6ft long 1-1/2"x18" planks with the largest nails I have ever seen. This thing was built back b4 the screws and bolts were invented mb... Anyway, I was running out of time so I took the chainsaw and cut some of the outside railroad ties up and loosened some planks. Some of the outside ties were rotted so I worked them off and removed all but the center tie and the 2x lower planks. I kept kicking and bending and turning it all round just knowing that any second I'd hear the sound of those trucks returning... till finally the bottom was free and tossed it over the fence.
Here come the trucks... Crap. This last plank wont pull free. I figure I'll just have to throw it over the fence as is then rush out to the front yard and drag it all to the street. Ok, so I stand it up on end and notice its in the shape of a cross. Weird. I start to pick it up and the palms of my hands touch the nails on the ends of the planks 'where
his hands would be'. Very weird. So I lean it up against the fence and step back a tad (its heavy and I have to figure out where/how to grab it to throw it over the fence) and noticed a 'crown of thorns' on the top of the railroad tie that when I stood it up on end, twisted on upwards wrapping the thorny bush around the top in a neat circle.
So I kinda just stared at it for a minute. I decided to leave it there. The rest of the stuff, I drug to the curb for brush collection much to the relief of my paranoid neighbor. If he was a jew mb I'd have not drug it to the curb at all, hehe.
We give things meaning, when there isnt any. Was it a 'cross' or just some wood planks? Was it a 'crown of thorns' or just some thorns wrapped around a wooden beam? And were the nails my palms touched 'where
his hands would be' another sign or just nails sticking out of a plank? Yes and no.
The message from god is dont destroy a perfectly good raft... Or was it just a bunch of wood planks? (Seriously, tho, the message was personal.)
Lepton, I say your life is meaningless and void. Unless someone here would like to give it meaning? I abstain.
This post is just a big ammo dump. Have fun peeps! Be warned, gunpowder here is unstable!
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