God Is In the Reruns And …
Second time …
“God is in the details.”
A long time quote you see and hear a lot. I have no idea who is responsible for
it. (Not me) The question then arises from this; God being
in the details; is where or how are these details
established. Exactly what details. There is a tendency for everything to have a
lot of details.
And just because a particular thing is small, does not
mean it doesn’t have a lot of details.
The act of breathing has a lot
of details. God is definitely in the act of breathing! Doncha
think? Grains of sand, planets,
contemporary TV schedules.
Spending some time on this concept, a couple of – or three –
thoughts occurred to me. First of all,
let’s say a person believes deeply in a particular God. A God that has an established focus group and a manual. By this I infer a
clergy of some sort and a Bible, or Talmud, or Koran. A Godly God that has been around for some
time.
Still with me?
Okay …
So, according to an established God’s word, as it were, a person of that faith is expected to act, live, behave in set ways. How are these specifics, or details, arrived at? Why
by studying the manuals (Bible, etc.)
and listening to the various clergymen.
And all of this is based on what has happened in the past. In other words, a person of faith scrutinizes
the details of what has happened before.
A major theme in the religious manuals is; God says, “Don’t
do this (some particular thing) and you’d better do that (some other particular
thing – like … oh … respect your mother and father.) The people (in the historical manual) disobey
and they do the thing they were told not to do.
Then they turn right around and don’t do the other thing.
Sa-mote-ah!!!
That God these people ignored doth put the big smote! upon their asses.
The big whammy! The major smack-down! Suddenly it’s raining burning frogs, there
are like … floods and stuff drowns – like everything gets wet and starts to
mold. Old people are wearing their
baseball hats backwards. All the beer in
the world goes all funky. Tragedy and tough times everywhere you look.
The Godly clergy all make little notes in the margins of
their Bible manuals and repeat the stories of what God WILL put down if
the faithful don’t start toeing the line.
And the people “were sore afeerd!” and straightened up for a while and
everything became just peachy wonderful.
Everyone’s boils all healed up.
The old people started wearing their baseball hats like old people
should. The burning frogs turned into
some kind of Tastee Cake and the
people rejoiced and became slightly overweight, which was considered a beauty
mark of the ancient old timey times.
Then the people got overconfident and screwed up again and
again came the burning frogs. Round and
around. With the clergy sulking in the
background and mumbling at the sidewalks, “Stupid people …. I told ‘em an’ I
tole ‘em … do this shit an don’t do that shit an no-ho-body listens … oh no …
don’t listen to me … I read the manual and wrote the stuff in the margins an I
tole ‘em … mmmble, mmmmble … now we got
the friggin' flaming toads falling out of the clouds agin …”
So my contention is that you can’t find the details unless you study
the reruns. It’s all there in the reruns. Like the dialogue in
a movie you miss when you are sitting in the movie theater watching a movie you
have looked forward to for … like, months.
You paid your … like twenty bucks and found a good seat because you got
there early. And at the last minute some
big jerk comes pushing in and sits right
fucking behind you!!! Then every ten
seconds he’s kickin’ the back of your seat!!!!!!! And you miss what the actors are saying!!!!!
Man!!! You really
want to smote that turkey!!!
So you have to wait until that movie comes out for rental
and carefully listen to the part you missed.
Those details in the reruns. That’s what I’m talking about.
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But here is a photo of my latest Grapevine and chalk drawing on packing paper. These are my oldest motorcycle boots. I call it Wa-a-ay Old Motorcycle Boots #414.
But here is a photo of my latest Grapevine and chalk drawing on packing paper. These are my oldest motorcycle boots. I call it Wa-a-ay Old Motorcycle Boots #414.
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