Humean Theology
By HiramDiaz
I washed upon the shore of Existence just yesterday and listened to the sea sing your name. Sweeping stones onto sand, turning land into clodded grains of eternality, you formed life from a cloud crawling over the face of the sun, and screamed through thunder and lightning while crying billions of tears - each thinning through space, time, and, matter. I watched the whole ordeal and took notes on its nature - omnipotent, and, immutable, omniscient, and, random.Somebody, please tell me what the hell is going on here! I'm really tired and got a million papers to write! Arrrrrgggghhhhhhh!!!!!!! Written January 20th, 2002 © on Jan 20 2002 08:18 AM PST 18 • 0 • 13
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