Dialogue on the way to work this morning on the bus between me and a guy in a white suit, candycane striped red and white shirt, and a polkadot bowtie, who was sitting behind me:
Him: What time is it?
Me: 9:35
Him: Is it too late?
Me: Too late for what?
Him: Too late to depend on god?
Me: ... [crickets chirping]
And then I slowly turned away and wished I had a book to read or music to listen to. Thankfully he got off soon afterwards.
Sigh.
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Borrow from Blake: "O it is all a vain delusion / This Death & this Life & this Jehovah!"
Watch his bow tie spin.
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