Sunday, April 1, 2012

Push my camel. (But push evenly.)

Moses lived forty years in the desert.

 Q. Yes way? No way?

 A. No way.

Amongst all of the fantastic stories that are found in the bible one tells the reader that Moses took with him six hundred thousand people into the desert with him. Let alone the parting of the Red sea, which in itself is quite a feat, it’s said that they spent forty years in there.

In reality it’s written that he took six hundred thousand people and a multitude. In anyone’s book a multitude could have been one, two, ten or and additional six hundred thousand people. Who knows? Added to that statement, it’s says that: Neither had they prepared for themselves any victual and that they spent forty years roaming around in that desert. For any person believing that story and knowing the shorter human lifespan in those days, it means that thousands of individuals were born while many thousands died there. Where are the bones? Archeologists haven’t found any to this day.

Knowing very well that if a man decides to cross the Sinai desert from Egypt to Palestine without bringing a required supply of food and water that he’ll be dead in one week to ten days. How could that story be possible in anyone’s mind?

That’s where well planned child indoctrination or programming, if you wish, comes into line. As a small child we all loved that someone told us the story of Snow White or Cinderella and believed them up to a certain age at which time we realized that it was impossible for them to be true.

The stories in the bible are very comparable, in fantasy, to those that were told us in our youth and, what I find very difficult to understand is: How is it possible that so many adults of supposedly average intelligence still believe them. How is it possible that so many adults haven’t outgrown their need for such unbelievable stories? I can only imagine that for certain people their life has to contain a certain amount of fantasy for them to be happy.

© 2012 Jean-Paul Gosselin

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Take this with you.

Martian landing in the 1970s.

Two Martians land in the middle of the night in a closed gas station. They get out of their space ship. The Martians walked up to a gas pump. One said to the other ," I think these are earth people".
"Take me to your leader!" said the first Martian. No response.
The second Martian whispered to his partner, "I don't think we should screw with this one".
The first Martian said "Take me to your leader or I’m going to blow you to kingdom come!" No response.
With that, the first Martian took out his laser gun and zapped the gas pump. It blew up and so did the gas station and the Martians were thrown into the air and landed in a tree.

Have a swell day, stay relaxed, have a beer and don’t forget: keep smiling. Life is good. Buena la vida. La vie est belle.

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