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The Gospel According to Zodiac (Free verse) by Dovina

In the beginning is Bob And Bob is sponge Sponge Bob All who receive Bob And believe him Become squares And wear square pants When a believer dies Bob absorbs that poor soul Mixing it with all dead souls In a soup of combined identity Bob wears square pants A symbol of his promise To square pantsed followers Thus the redeemer is called Sponge Bob Square Pants And his followers Square Pantsed Bobbers

zodiac 1-Nov-05/11:29 AM
Ooh, nice dig!

No, wait - I DO want to be zodiac in heaven. I don't even want to be zodiac-that-God-makes-a-million-times-smarter in heaven. Of course, when I'm a million times smarter, I'll probably think this is a bunch of rot.

My problem with annihilation of the self is a lot like my problem with reincarnation. Yeah, it's nice to think I'll get to come back to earth in infinite forms and such, but if I can't remember my previous lives, and if I'm not anything like them, how is it really zodiac being reincarnated, and not some completely new person? The fact that I don't actually believe in a soul that survives and somehow sublimates the self is probably a large part of why I don't get that.




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