I don’t know what’s funny anymore. The fun has gone out of irony. “No Child Left Behind” was funny. “
I guess its not funny because I’m too uptight about everything. I really need to lighten up. I mean, there are eight or so other planets, and Saturn looks totally cool. It’s so huge that I could probably afford a two-bedroom apartment there. That makes me feel better. I was getting stuck in thoughts of lack and limitation. After all, there must be a reason that God gave us several planets and spaceships.
By God, I am of course referring to the One Divine Source of All Material Blessings For Which I Am Grateful, not to be confused with any gods of retribution, privation or any of that other negativity. Pity the poor souls who believe in them. And I do mean poor.
I think that the best way for me to make a difference would be to distribute photos of Hummers to the poor areas of the world so they could hang them on their walls as a way of focusing their desire and training their consciousness to transform desire into manifestation. I’d have them laminated in case they hang them on a wet part of the thatch.
A Hummer would make an excellent home for many of the world’s poor. It’s got heat and air-conditioning and XM Radio built right in. And it would be sensitive to the cultural heritage of the nomadic peoples.
I feel better now, but a little drained. I’d better do a little shopping, just to sustain the example of prosperity consciousness and also to keep the money in circulation. Helping poor people is not easy, and I have to remember to nurture myself. Otherwise, how can I be effective in serving others?