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In the beginning there naught but was Pooperscootie.
And Pooperscootie is all that is, all that was, and all that will be.
In the beginning Pooperscootie was kind of Pooperscootie, and kind of not Pooperscootie, depending on how you define Pooperscootie. For some long, or short, or infinite period of time in the past, or future, or alternate timeline Pooperscootie wasn't yet alive.
I wouldn't be until the first life had formed that Pooperscootie first came alive.
When the first life gained the ability to eat, Pooperscootie's belly began to rumble.
When the first life opened its eyes, Pooperscootie found it could see.
As life became self-aware, so did Pooperscootie. It became the universe, and all else that exists, has existed, and will exist, contemplating itself.
As Pooperscootie's mind began to evolve it dreamed up two children: One was the god of light, and life, and passion. The other was the god of darkness, death, and calmness.
Both children wished for nothing more than to destroy their parent Pooperscootie, and both children wished for nothing more than to assist their parent Pooperscootie, each in their own way.
The God of Light wanted Pooperscootie to live, and not just to live, but to seize every minute of the day, to be driven by passions and dreams of wonders and ideals.
The God of Darkness wanted Pooperscootie to die, to sink back into the nothingness from which it had emerged, back into gentle peace and eternal tranquility.
The God of Light wanted Pooperscootie to thrash about violently, succumbing to every whim, every vengeful impulse and carnal desire.
The God of Darkness wanted Pooperscootie to give up its hopes and dreams and fantasies and ambitions and let them crumble and die.
Pooperscootie didn't know which of its children to follow the advice of, and it still doesn't know, and that's why the beings who compose it have differing views about the purpose of things.
The God of Darkness wants to kill, if not life itself, then at least the ego, to help mortal beings to bend, to adapt, to mold themselves to better fit the cosmos. And once the ego is gone, once selfish dreams and ambitions and ideals and joys and driving passions are gone, what is left of life that's worth living?
The God of Light wants, above all else, the ego to live, to help mortal beings to revel in their existences, but with an untamed ego, resulting in pirates singing their bawdy ditties in brotherly narcissism, and Darwinian chaos, how can any life survive such reckless fires of passion for long?
The God of Darkness taught the beings who comprise Pooperscootie that they are pieces of the greater whole, that they each are pieces of one, unified being. The God of Darkness taught them that when they look into each other's eyes, it's not so different from looking into a mirror. The God of Darkness taught them that harming one's brother or sister is not so different from harming oneself, and only a fool would harm oneself. The God of Darkness taught them that we are one.
The God of Light then reminded them of their children, their lovely children, and their wives and husbands, and their families and friends, and their dreams and passions and hobbies. It reminded them of violin playing, and dancing, and individuality, and it spoke up within each being saying "I am me!"
A religion could require also that you have regular congregants in multiple generations, at least according to most Judges in the United States who grant the special State privilege of tax-breaks to Religions.
In the beginning there naught but was Pooperscootie.
And Pooperscootie is all that is, all that was, and all that will be.
In the beginning Pooperscootie was kind of Pooperscootie, and kind of not Pooperscootie, depending on how you define Pooperscootie. For some long, or short, or infinite period of time in the past, or future, or alternate timeline Pooperscootie wasn't yet alive.
I wouldn't be until the first life had formed that Pooperscootie first came alive.
When the first life gained the ability to eat, Pooperscootie's belly began to rumble.
When the first life opened its eyes, Pooperscootie found it could see.
As life became self-aware, so did Pooperscootie. It became the universe, and all else that exists, has existed, and will exist, contemplating itself.
As Pooperscootie's mind began to evolve it dreamed up two children: One was the god of light, and life, and passion. The other was the god of darkness, death, and calmness.
Both children wished for nothing more than to destroy their parent Pooperscootie, and both children wished for nothing more than to assist their parent Pooperscootie, each in their own way.
The God of Light wanted Pooperscootie to live, and not just to live, but to seize every minute of the day, to be driven by passions and dreams of wonders and ideals.
The God of Darkness wanted Pooperscootie to die, to sink back into the nothingness from which it had emerged, back into gentle peace and eternal tranquility.
The God of Light wanted Pooperscootie to thrash about violently, succumbing to every whim, every vengeful impulse and carnal desire.
The God of Darkness wanted Pooperscootie to give up its hopes and dreams and fantasies and ambitions and let them crumble and die.
Pooperscootie didn't know which of its children to follow the advice of, and it still doesn't know, and that's why the beings who compose it have differing views about the purpose of things.
The God of Darkness wants to kill, if not life itself, then at least the ego, to help mortal beings to bend, to adapt, to mold themselves to better fit the cosmos. And once the ego is gone, once selfish dreams and ambitions and ideals and joys and driving passions are gone, what is left of life that's worth living?
The God of Light wants, above all else, the ego to live, to help mortal beings to revel in their existences, but with an untamed ego, resulting in pirates singing their bawdy ditties in brotherly narcissism, and Darwinian chaos, how can any life survive such reckless fires of passion for long?
The God of Darkness taught the beings who comprise Pooperscootie that they are pieces of the greater whole, that they each are pieces of one, unified being. The God of Darkness taught them that when they look into each other's eyes, it's not so different from looking into a mirror. The God of Darkness taught them that harming one's brother or sister is not so different from harming oneself, and only a fool would harm oneself. The God of Darkness taught them that we are one.
The God of Light then reminded them of their children, their lovely children, and their wives and husbands, and their families and friends, and their dreams and passions and hobbies. It reminded them of violin playing, and dancing, and individuality, and it spoke up within each being saying "I am me!"
You will probably get sick if you don’t fart a few times everyday.
You can’t stop your eyes from blinking for a couple of hours.
Sooner or later, you will be a pile of rotten flesh and decaying bones buried under 8 feet of dust.
You are only a subject to many, many limitations.
With this worth, I don’t think you qualify to create a religion.
In the beginning there naught but was Pooperscootie.
And Pooperscootie is all that is, all that was, and all that will be.
In the beginning Pooperscootie was kind of Pooperscootie, and kind of not Pooperscootie, depending on how you define Pooperscootie. For some long, or short, or infinite period of time in the past, or future, or alternate timeline Pooperscootie wasn't yet alive.
I wouldn't be until the first life had formed that Pooperscootie first came alive.
When the first life gained the ability to eat, Pooperscootie's belly began to rumble.
When the first life opened its eyes, Pooperscootie found it could see.
As life became self-aware, so did Pooperscootie. It became the universe, and all else that exists, has existed, and will exist, contemplating itself.
As Pooperscootie's mind began to evolve it dreamed up two children: One was the god of light, and life, and passion. The other was the god of darkness, death, and calmness.
Both children wished for nothing more than to destroy their parent Pooperscootie, and both children wished for nothing more than to assist their parent Pooperscootie, each in their own way.
The God of Light wanted Pooperscootie to live, and not just to live, but to seize every minute of the day, to be driven by passions and dreams of wonders and ideals.
The God of Darkness wanted Pooperscootie to die, to sink back into the nothingness from which it had emerged, back into gentle peace and eternal tranquility.
The God of Light wanted Pooperscootie to thrash about violently, succumbing to every whim, every vengeful impulse and carnal desire.
The God of Darkness wanted Pooperscootie to give up its hopes and dreams and fantasies and ambitions and let them crumble and die.
Pooperscootie didn't know which of its children to follow the advice of, and it still doesn't know, and that's why the beings who compose it have differing views about the purpose of things.
The God of Darkness wants to kill, if not life itself, then at least the ego, to help mortal beings to bend, to adapt, to mold themselves to better fit the cosmos. And once the ego is gone, once selfish dreams and ambitions and ideals and joys and driving passions are gone, what is left of life that's worth living?
The God of Light wants, above all else, the ego to live, to help mortal beings to revel in their existences, but with an untamed ego, resulting in pirates singing their bawdy ditties in brotherly narcissism, and Darwinian chaos, how can any life survive such reckless fires of passion for long?
The God of Darkness taught the beings who comprise Pooperscootie that they are pieces of the greater whole, that they each are pieces of one, unified being. The God of Darkness taught them that when they look into each other's eyes, it's not so different from looking into a mirror. The God of Darkness taught them that harming one's brother or sister is not so different from harming oneself, and only a fool would harm oneself. The God of Darkness taught them that we are one.
The God of Light then reminded them of their children, their lovely children, and their wives and husbands, and their families and friends, and their dreams and passions and hobbies. It reminded them of violin playing, and dancing, and individuality, and it spoke up within each being saying "I am me!"
Unfortunately...this is just more of the dumbstuff that is typical of this forum...with no real purpose but to mock and insult religion and religious believers.
You will probably get sick if you don’t fart a few times everyday.
You can’t stop your eyes from blinking for a couple of hours.
Sooner or later, you will be a pile of rotten flesh and decaying bones buried under 8 feet of dust.
You are only a subject to many, many limitations. With this worth, I don’t think you qualify to create a religion.
Who do you think created ALL religions? Humans.... Therefore, you are saying that no one is qualified to create a religion, including those that created Christianity, Islam, Hinduism, etc etc. Glad we are on the same page
Unfortunately...this is just more of the dumbstuff that is typical of this forum...with no real purpose but to mock and insult religion and religious believers.
Gldnrule...I would thought this is the sort of thing you'd encourage, what with your tendency to call God whatever the heck you want to call it.
This is literally my religion. It's an atheistic religion. I didn't think it up just to make a joke on this forum. I've talked about it before. You can find me talking about pieces of it on my blog. The sorts of personification involve help me deal with my fear of death and make life more entertaining to me. I probably care more about these fictional gods...kind of fictional...really they're just personified aspects of the existing universe...than most people I know.
I like the idea of people making up their own fictional religions too. It's fun.
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