Read this book...

**past7** · November 4th, 2000, 11:32 PM

*slaps ya about a bit rollsmile

**R@@@nt In E~Minor** · November 5th, 2000, 11:19 AM

Another bit from Naked

JOHNNY: You see... The thing is, Brian...that God is a hateful God. Must be...because if God is good, then why is there evil in the world? Why is there pain and hate and greed and war? It doesn't make sense.But if God is a nasty bastard, then you can say, why is there good in the world. Why is there love and hope and joy? Well let's face it, good exists in order to be fucked up by evil. The very existence of good enables evil to flourish. Therefore...God is bad. And it doesn't matter how many past or future existences you have, because they're all gonna be riddled with grief and anguish and sickness and death. You see, Brian, God doesn't love you. God despises you. So there is no hope. And mankind is just a component of the device by which the devil creates itself. You with me? You see, what I'm saying, basically, is you can't make an omelette without crackin' a few eggs, and humanity is just a cracked egg. And the omelette...Stinks.

**Blanca** · November 5th, 2000, 08:56 PM

Did anyone read
Dear God it's Me Margaret

*S*

*LOL*

***Leo the Lioness*** · November 5th, 2000, 09:03 PM

yeah!

"i must, i must, i must increase my bust"!! biggrin

i think it worked *VBG

**R@@@nt In E~Minor** · November 7th, 2000, 09:15 AM

Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka

Gregoe Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams to find himself transformed into a giant bug. He was lying on his back, which was of a shell-like hardness, and when he lifted his head a little he could see his dome shaped brown belly, banded with what looked like reinforced arches, on top of which was his quilt, which threatened to slip off completely at any moment, still maintained a precarious hold. His many legs, pitifully thin in relation to the rest of him, threshed ineffectually before his eyes.

***Leo the Lioness*** · November 7th, 2000, 12:59 PM

that makes my skin crawl *G

**past7** · November 19th, 2000, 10:19 AM

Read THIS book; The Spirit catches You and You Fall Down by Anne Fadiman.

It's non-fiction. Such an amazing, sad, yet uplifting account of the clash/co-existence of two cultures; The colliding worlds of modern Western medicine and Hmong culture. It made me cry frown

Your deepest beliefs on the nature of the relationship between body and soul may even be challenged or changed.. mine were. It's well worth picking up..

..."But the Hmong soon realized that the two Pathet Lao placed in their family had as their sole mission to watch them day and night...Soon the husband did not dare talk to his wife, nor the parents to their children. The two Pathet Lao were listening to every word and spying on every move. Nobody could trust anybody. From time to time the peole would be awakened in the middle of the night and the houses searched under the pretense that a "reactionary" was hiding there. Then the husband or the son was led away, a gun against his back, to an unknown destination."