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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
Up the ladder:
The Bus
Down the ladder:
weather poem part 7: a short, sudden gust
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Posted: October 30, 2005 5:40 PM PST; Last modified: October 30, 2005 5:40 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.1430435 Overall Rank: 5386 Comments:
One slice does it all.
Just a little pre-Christmas workout with the Sawzall blades.
I would have thought he was more of a Squidward sympathist.
I never realised Jesus was so popular with the potheads and gays till now.
Are you drunk this morning? Or is it evening where you are?
My days of Irish coffee in the morning have long since gone.
You must not watch the show much. Squidward's the intellectual one. No matter how much he tries to get his point across, or thwart Spongebob's success Spongebob always lucks out. No body seems to understand Squidward.- Sound familiar? Besides, how does a sober person decide to write a poem proclaiming Spongebob as God.
I admit to not watching SpongeBob much. He seemed zodiacianly godlike in a particular mood, ok an intoxicated mood. Squidward is too pretentious for a god image. He's like somebody who knows all about god - sound familiar?
Oh you're saying Squidward is Zodiaclike or visa-versa. Hmmm, nope that never dawned on me.
The time on my comments is 5 hours fast.
The time on mine is 7 hours fast. You're caught in Central Time Zone or Eastern with a slow clock.
Now we must wait patiently for Zod's reply.
I live +7 hours from Eastern Time, +2 from Greenwich, which is the time on the comment-clock.
I can honestly say I've never seen an episode of Spongebob in my life, so I'm rubber you're glue. I'm not even curious to hear how you figure this is relevant. -10-
I often babysit my niece and nephew. It's either that or Dora The Explorer.
Don't apologize. I hear he's good.
PS-The metaphor breaks down where you have God wearing pants.
PPS-Also where you have Sponge Bob Square Pants' followers be "Square Pants Bobbers". That would make the followers of Jesus Christ King of Kings "King Kinged Christers".
I thought of Square Pantsed Bobbers as TNT-clothed Muslims. It's really not about Christianity
Another bum metaphor. Muslims don't wear dynamite pants.
It's not about Muslims either, silly.
"I thought of Square Pantsed Bobbers as TNT-clothed Muslims."
Yes, but I was kidding. lol. :)
If you're going to use sarcasm in literature please make it at least slightly noticable. No one can hear the accentuation in your voice that makes sarcasm so common in spoken language.
PS. Try to pass that knowledge on to DA if it's at all possible.
Yes, lol, that's good advice.
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No, wait - I DO want to be zodiac in heaven. I don't even want to be zodiac-that-God-makes-a-million-times-sm
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.