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George Carlin Jesus God and I go to the movies.



God, George Carlin, And I had a lovely time last night. I met George Carlin in a Bar where he had a Drink. I sat on the stool next to him. I want to ask him if he remembered a time he had to meet with my Mirror Twin as he pumped gas on Sunset or Wiltshire and the 405 during the gas shortage of Carter administration in 70,s. Before I could get the conversation started, he said. I am meeting God. We're going to the Movies. You want to come?..... I thought quickly and decided to bite. And off we went to Wiltshire Boulevard. I keep a sharp eye out for God. Still no show. We were watching the movie when suddenly, I realized that Jesus showed up...Mumbling on about Dad and his This and that, and the other thing complaint. I thought, DID GEORGE REALLY MEAN God>>DAD? A triangle? Without warning, The movie became everything. Somehow, We 4 became part of the thing. Walking through it as a 4d viewpoint that is unable to be viewed. We were as God; He as us. I was With George. We walked toe in the toe. Both noticed That everything was the same, except everything kept repeating itself. Like Groundhog Day, the movie, except. Faster. The same people keep watching the same film. The restaurant would let people out the side door only to walk to the front once again. Now that you think about it, George did go get the Popcorn...Maybe the salt. So I keep up. As if all people, everything was in a recurring cycle forever. Yet we walked threw talked, and visited with hundreds. None realized their condition. How could this be? Who invented that dress? Those slippers that Towel? And why could I not pinpoint this Ever-Present God? We never did say a word to each other during the event. I never saw Jesus again. I wanted to ask him if he remembered me From My Sunset Boulevard Encounter with him in 1979. A reality check, if you will. Is mankind frozen into a stable or sluggish soup? When the 2 of us walked into the night air and glow of the street light, George said to me as he turned and walked away. Thanks for the memories, Lonnie Darrel Harris. I said, But wait a second. I am Donnie Harold Harris. His mirror is an Identical twin. Was this whole thing for him? When Lon Called out and Said to me, Am I too Late. I said I don't know what they put in their Popcorn. In there, But it is The most Enjoyable Show. Let's Go—my patter In hand. God, well, He is everything Has been all along. Like the wind Moves in Broad stroke.Individually. 2014 The year of us all.

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