Every day above ground is a good day right? So. Now for the fun stuff.

I've been thinking and over time (not overtime) although I do that
too. He he he eh

I have a question... Does God et al fart? below is my answer.

Anyway, I've been thinking and the propensity of humans to give "human"
attributes to god is amazing. We try to make "God" in our image right.
So that means. God has a colon right? Well if God has a Colon... Then
that must mean that God farts right. And if God farts he must have
friends that he wants to impress with this Intestinal fortitude and with
that they have Fart wars.. Which is where we get thunder.

Yep if you're a God No silent but deadly right? Okay so if God farts
then he must have a wife that he can annoy the hell out of with these
farts cause dude it gets lonely being a God and doing whatever the hell
you want all the time there must be something else out there right.
Well... Then he finds Mrs. God. That's why I say God et al. And Mrs.
God is not amused in the least by his antics because well She is a
goddess and Goddesses just don't get why Farting is so Funny right,
unless you go to Mrs. God's cousin Mrs. Redneck Goddess who is now
ex-Mrs. Redneck Goddess because Mr. Redneck God wasn't holding up his
end of the bargain and was not holding down his Godly duties to her
expectations and expected her to cook and clean and work and provide
care for the "little Humans" they created and they're all snot nose
brats who run around in fig leaves farting all day. While Mr. Redneck
God watches other sentient beings on other planets on his 'satellite
dish' which doesn't get really good reception when God decides to Fight
with the misus and starts throwing thunderbolts around cause he's a
right bastard when you get him wriled.

Now the ex-Mrs. Redneck Goddess is moving uptown because she is now the
'goddess' of downtrodden abused 'mentally and otherwise' women. Whoo
hoo now she has a real job and one that gets her all the glory and
"offerings" she could ever want in the form of moon pies and Falstaff
beer. Mrs. God really loves God because dude who wouldn't look at all
the coolstuff he has, and he's kinda cute in a 'godlike'
angelic chorus singing> way. He loves his children, but some of his
habits are really down right disgusting like having his fart wars with
his brothers and the awful way he walks around barking orders like he's
God or something... Doesn't he know that He had a mother, and she was
the boss? But I guess he who wields the power gets the babe right?
Thank God that he created demi-gods so that he has something
to keep him busy. I mean if he gets bored or something he's just all
out of sorts and boy when god hits his next Identity crisis and goes
down to earth looking for some human to impregnate he lets loose all
this havoc. But it is kind of funny sitting there watching what the
"humans" will with some of the information that they get.

The strangest thing is they think they are separate from us, little do
they know they are us.. In a way..

So yes. God does fart (at least if he eats heavenly cheetoes or
Heavenly mexican food and lightning is what happens when he eats jalapenos.)

Love you.

Hope this made you laugh.
A little. If not oh well at least you can print it out and if you
crinkle it up nice and tight and do that for a while. You can have john
wayne toilet paper...

Whoo hoo. Wow what a multipurpose universe we live in.

Jennifer (I believe in reincarnation. The great Recycler wouldn't have
it any other way.)

so if you know me...  you know that 1.  I will talk about what ever is on my mind at the instant it hits my consciousness, and 2.  That I very rarely get embarrassed about much.  So that said.  If you don't know me I apologize for this post and if it grosses you right the heck out I apologize to.  Lately I've been "manifesting" things in my life, and well.  This is probably the most well timed manifestation I've had to date....

 

here goes.  I posted this on a list I'm on about "making the unknown known"  Beyond the ordinary dot net.yahoogroup.  It's a very fun group and talks about all kinds of stuff in the enlightening realm.  If you know about the entity Ramtha and think he's a jack ass like I do, then I ask you to tread water as alot of these people on this list are people that revere Ramtha as a "God"  I myself think he's a blow hard that needs an audience.  And I know that because I'm a blow hard that needs an audience at times...Anyway...  here goes the post.

Okay Guys, you probably don't want to read this, but you women might find it interesting.
Especially if you've ever found yourself in a position of well not having certain accoutremont on person when needing one.

I don't know how I did this...but I did.

My aunt flow visited today. (I started my period)

And I was in dire need of the largest of the size of tampons that OB makes... My first full day is a whopper.
So I'm thinking I need to go get some... I run some errands outside of the house and come back. and think "shoot I forgot"
Then I went out to run some errands at lunch time.. and thought when I got in the house..."shoot I forgot" Then I went to work... And about that time...
I really needed to go and change said acoutremont. And I thought "Shit.... I forgot!" being ticked at myself for forgetting not 1 time but 3. I said well I'll make do. I put my hand in the box... and whammo pulled out an ultra sized tampon... And I know... I was completely out of them. Because I looked high and low and in and out for them just before I went on my trip to Beeville TX (spring break to sister's) Just incase Aunt flow came in early... Not one to be had in my house.

So.. yes it's a story about manifestation and of all things An Ultra sized tampon... I had to laugh...

I hope that I have not truly offended anyone... (I still have those puritanical values sometimes when speaking in mixed company... Cause I can clear a room of men with the mere mention of menstruation.)

I know you guys aren't all that up tight, but I think "what if my dad was reading this" He'd be blushing and shaking his head... saying "That crazy girl will say what ever comes to her mind to say."

Jenny (the embarrasser of men, women and sometimes my own self.)