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Insane Writer
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Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: On the border of my Outer Circle of Thought
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Dec 20th, 2008, 09:56 PM
My parents buy me a lot of books for Christmas or my birthday. I mean to read them, but I never get around to it.
My violin instructer filled his bookcase with stuff just to "look smart" (or so he told me). They had pretty weird titles too. I'd always read the titles when I got bored during the lesson. Some of them were "All Politics is Local", "Acupuncture without Needles", "Fire in the Belly", a large number of Yoga/fitness for Dummies books, and quite a few books by Faith Popcorn. I'd always wonder what on earth was in some of those books.
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"I refuse to prove that I exist," says God, "for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing." "But," says Man, "The Babel fish proves you exist, and so therefore, by your own arguments, you don't." "Oh dear," says God, "I hadn't thought of that," and promptly vanished in a puff of logic.
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