Thinking like a scientist, I think

That’s right, no emotional, any good stuff old thingy with anything other than a good old human being for this old cowboy. But, as insecure as I am, I could worry that I’m perceived as having an intellectual laziness, for boastfully, compulsively, practicing the “mind”-view, that, there is no emotional assurance from even a knowable, first of all, and higher power, or being, or what in the heck, either.

That’s right, again. For this really hard to understand life, as an adult, as far as age is concerned, I can guarantee myself, that, not only will those attempted conversations with the real big brother go unanswered, but, when the hard stuff goes on, everyday, persistently and maybe even pervasively, I’m the only player on the court. I can rest my baby little brain knowing that I’ll never have to wait for a sign, or go through an application process with a really bored, dead person, or wish for the whole universe to change course, on my damned whim.

Dear god, I pray that a billion-trillion people read this article, so I can buy a billion-trillion grams of. By the way, if I ever think that I saw Jesus, or anyone like that, I’ll go straight to a psychiatrist, because I’ll KNOW that I’d be hallucinating.