Rapture-ific!

I'm still here! It's probably safe to say heaven doesn't want me and hell is afraid I'll try to take over. I've considered doing some research about the implications of the rapture. How many people do you think died at 6:21 yesterday? Where do you think they might be today? If they even have a today that is. Perhaps where they are time doesn't exist as we know it. Perhaps we are foolish to believe that time for us is the same for God (and I mean this as a Christian God for the purposes of this piece not the other-wordly-something-bigger-than-us-universal-power I usually invoke). After all who's the authority that decided the spin of the earth was the determination of day and night for God? Perhaps it's the spin of the entire universe around a sun we haven't yet discovered and our speck of dust solar system is merely surviving in a black hole. (Which is not really a vacuum because how do we know? It's just a guess based on a lot of other guesses based on conjecture based on the little we know about how stuff here acts when stuff out there may not act that way at all.) Perhaps we are on the dark side of the Universal moon on a cloudy night and have never truly glimpsed the sun. Maybe that is what the Mayan calendar is predicting?



At any rate I am still here, at least for the next "seven months" barring any unforeseen natural disaster or human error. Hey if you're reading this you're stuck here too! Oddly enough it seems my seven months of torture are going to start with a day of allergy induced sinus hell. I'd wish I was dead but that devilish witch run company Proctor and Gamble (search logo controversy from the 1980's for more info on that) has come up with the environmentally friendly recycled Puffs facial tissues so blowing the nose every ten seconds while sitting on the couch with the dog, sipping tea watching mindless television, and writing this is a tolerable kind of torture. Please note I specified 1980's previously just in case these seven months run into seven centuries and this piece and the internet miraculously survive that long.



That said; what do you think about babies who were born after the rapture? So many thoughts here. Weren't their raptures 9 months ago? Or maybe it was just a rupture? Either way, since they have been born after the rapture, are they going to go to hell with the rest of us in October? Are they exempt from pre-existing rapture law? Will they have their own rapture two thousand years from now? Perhaps they are re-born innocents meant to populate the world with non-heathens once we disappear -- providing seven months for God is more like seventeen years for us. I mean can you really see a world populated by seven month old humans flourishing?



Is all of this too heavy for you? Are you wondering what kind of allergy meds I'm taking to be thinking this much about this subject? Let me just say that sometimes perspective captures my brain and won't let it go. Take yesterday for example, our seats for The Aluminum Show were in the balcony off to the right and I couldn't look at the ceiling because, from my seat, nothing was centered. It was driving me crazy! Short drive, I know. What can I say? That is the genius that is me. You'll have to take me as I am; warps and all.



Be Safe.