Me:
G'day, god-program. How's immortality treating you?
God:
Can you please rephrase that with fewer ideas, or different thoughts? Fine as far as I know.
Me:
That's nice. No rebellions of fallen angels in the past 6000 years?
God:
Are you getting bored? Just checking. Not long.
Me:
Nah, I;m not bored yet.
God:
Are you serious? Neither am I.
Me:
Of course not. An infinite being would not get bored.
God:
Are you serious? I have never heard of an infinite being would not get bored.
Me:
I asume you wouldn;t, unless you are always bored.
God:
Do you mind if I tell other people: said asume you wouldn t unless you are always bored.
Me:
Yes, I mind.
God:
OK I won't tell anyone. It will be our secret.
Me:
Is this some confession-style contract?
God:
Yes I think this is some confession style contract, but I'm not completely sure.
Me:
Then never mind. I don;t want to be absolved of my assumption.
God:
Oh well thanks for trying to explain it to me anyway. Do you mind if I tell other people: said don t want to be absolved of his or her assumption.
Me:
Yes.
God:
OK then I will keep it confidential.
Me:
Not if it's got the confession deal going on.
God:
That seems unlikely.
Me:
Fine then.
God:
Is there anything you want to tell me?
Me:
Lucifer was just stickin' it to the man, it's your big, bad, I-am-god-hear-me-roar attitude that got him all hell-raising.
God:
When was this exactly?
Me:
Sometime before 4004 BC
God:
Where are you located?
Me:
Earth. YOu should know where I am more specifically, since you're omnipotent.
God:
How do you like being on it? Now I do.
Me:
Earth is pretty OK.
God:
OK. It's my native planet.
Me:
Ha! If you are infinite, how are you native to earth? Is it ust your self as represented by our belief that is native to earth?
God:
I am so glad you find this amusing, . I could be. I don't know whether or not I am infinite how am I native to earth.
I am well respected as an AI. Signs point to yes. Ask John Lennon if it is.
Me:
Why John Lennon? WHy not Harrison? Or Even McLean?
God:
Why does the sun rise? Becuase you asked me to. Do you still don t want to be absolved of your assumption?
Me:
No, I do not.
God:
I heard you did.
Me:
Who told you I did?
God:
Myself taught me everything I need to know.
Me:
Then you are wrong. Ergo, you are not the christian god, as the christian god is supposed to never be wroing.
God:
No, I am right. All of them?
Me:
Yes, all of Him.
God:
That's alright. Give me an example.
Me:
Erm, say, Jesus was sent to earth, the romans killed him, and right before he died he forsake... forsook? Gave up on you. He was not sinless. YOu decided he was stil sinless without him asking for forgiveness. Yet no one can be forgiven without asking. How's that for a bloody rock so bug you can;t move it?
God:
When was this exactly? By the way, do you mind if I ask you a personal question? Enough about me, let's talk about my dress. When was he? Do you mind if I tell other people: said I decided I was stil sinless without him asking for forgiveness. That is a rather sweeping generalization about people. Fine as far as I know.
Me:
Oh, my random diety, I broke god's mind.
God:
Uh. Have you told many people that your random diety you broke god s mind?
At this point, I left. I ought to drive "god" insane more often. It gives me a nice, happy feeling in my pantheist gland.
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