Just a Thought

July 25, 2009

When I was growing up, I had always been taught that “the natural man is an enemy to God.” Does this mean that Michael Jackson was a prophet? I mean, I don’t think there was much left of Jacko that was “natural” by the time he died. Who knows?

Come to think of it, the principle might explain why I have no qualms with fake boobs. If the natural man is an enemy to God, then admiring fake boobs should be like . . . reading scripture. After all, Moses came down from the mountain holding two (count’em 2) tablets, which contained writings to keep mankind “a breast” of the wishes of the almighty. Hmmm, kind of brings new meaning to the term “going to church” when you consider the opening Hymn would be “Brick House.” My guess there wouldn’t be too many inactive men, if that were the case?

Somewhere along the way, I also learned the notion that “the enemy of my enemy is my friend.” So, where does that leave us when we have to deal with the infamous “crime against nature?” If it’s a crime against nature, and nature is against God then . . . . I should stop now.

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