Sunday, April 11, 2004

He Has Risen, He Has Risen's that smell?

Normally, people that return from the dead scare the living shit out people, myself included. But when your the son of a deity apparently the rot is slow and you don't smell as bad and you sure as fuck don't stick around, you haul ass up to the heavens remembering what those rat bastards did to you while you were alive. Personally, I thought the soul left you right at death, why J felt it was necessary to stick around for three days before 'rising' is beyond me, but rumor has it his father is quite intimidating.

Today, think beyond death & taxes and think of rebirth, renewal and all the glories of springtime. You don't have to be of the religious ilk to appreciate another day of life. Happy Easter!