** What if God Smoked Cannabis? **

DriftingByTheStorm

What if God Smoked Cannabis?

Uh.
Dunno.
Trying to match the pace around here.

Feeling frisky on a Monday morning.

Waiting to see if the market can hold up past open today.
Contemplating deep thoughts in the meantime.

DriftingByTheStorm

and in relation.
Speaking of the celebration of Christ and his creation!

Oh Chronic Tree!

DriftingByTheStorm

CALLING OCCUPANTS OF INTERPLANETARY CRAFT !?!?!

[Babes in Toyland covering The Carpenters. "If I Were A Carpenter", best covers\tribute album EVER]

Byrnzie

Who's God?

catefrances

seen a platypus?? God def smoked.



http://www.genevaschools.org/austinbg/class/gray/platypus/

Yielded

lol: "Does he like Pearl Jam or the Stones?"

I think the answer to that question is obvious.

melodious

believe in god.
but don't blame god.

serve god
while you serve yourself

don't lust after anything
including ganja....


and if you decide to give it up,
you might be surprised how
many more blessings
will be delivered your
way...

trust ...on this one... +:)=:)

NMyTree

God Shuffled His Feet

After seven days
He was quite tired so God said:
"Let there be a day
Just for picnics, with wine and bread"
He gathered up some people he had made
Created blankets and laid back in the shade

The people sipped their wine
And what with God there, they asked him questions
Like: do you have to eat
Or get your hair cut in .....heaven?
And if your eye got poked out in this life
Would it be waiting up in heaven with your wife?

God shuffled his feet and glanced around, at them;
The people cleared their throats and stared right back, at him

So he said:"Once there was a boy
Who woke up with blue hair
To him it was a joy
Until he ran out into the warm air
He thought of how his friends would come to see;
And would they laugh, or had he got some strange disease?

God shuffled his feet and glanced around, at them
The people cleared their throats and stared right back, at him

The people sat waiting
Out on their blankets, in the garden
But God said nothing
So someone asked him: "I beg your pardon:
I'm not quite clear about what you just spoke
Was that a parable, or a very subtle joke?"

God shuffled his feet, and glanced around, at them
The people cleared their throats, and stared right back, at him


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KfhAqP4TQOk

DriftingByTheStorm

The Christians and the Pagans

Amber called her uncle, said ’we’re up here for the holiday,
Jane and I were having solstice, now we need a place to stay.’
And her christ-loving uncle watched his wife hang mary on a tree,
He watched his son hang candy canes all made with red dye number three.
He told his niece, ’its christmas eve, I know our life is not your style,’
She said, ’christmas is like solstice, and we miss you and it’s been awhile,’

So the christians and the pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
And just before the meal was served, hands were held and prayers were said,
Sending hope for peace on earth to all their gods and goddesses.

The food was great, the tree plugged in, the meal had gone without a hitch,
Till timmy turned to amber and said, ’is it true that you’re a wtich? ’
His mom jumped up and said, ’the pies are burning,’ and she hit the kitchen,
And it was jane who spoke, she said, ’its true, your cousins not a christian,’
’but we love trees, we love the snow, the friends we have, the world we share,
And you find magic from your god, and we find magic everywhere,’

So the christians and the pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
And where does magic come from? I think magics in the learning,
Cause now when christians sit with pagans only pumpkin pies are burning.

When amber tried to do the dishes, her aunt said, ’really, no, don’t bother.’
Ambers uncle saw how amber looked like tim and like her father.
He thought about his brother, how they hadnt spoken in a year,
He thought hed call him up and say, ’its christmas and your daughters here.’
He thought of fathers, sons and brothers, so his own son tug his sleeve, saying,
’can I be a pagan? ’ dad said, ’well discuss it when they leave.’

So the christians and the pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
Lighting trees in darkness, learning new ways from the old, and
Making sense of history and drawing warmth out of the cold.

pjtaper

I've smoked the god... it is truly a religious experience!