Tuesday, October 10, 2006
It's a Miracle!
I was feeling a little hungry. Not really hungry, just a little. So I grabbed last night's leftovers from the fridge to idly nibble on for a few minutes. I took a few bites, and lo and behold, nestled before me in a clear tupperware tray, I saw Him.
From the heavens above, I was being given a sign. He has sent his image to be displayed before me as a reason not to lose hope and to spread His good word across this populated land! I have seen the light. I have found The Flying Spaghetti Monster. In my spaghetti.
I must alert the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster immediately. The elder pirates will surely want to analyze the form and texture of my sacred religious finding.
What great feats I shall accomplish due to this miraculous experience! The most important job I can do right now is to make sure everyone knows His greatness so they can be touched by His noodly appendage. Indeed, the Pastafarian religion is spreading like wildfire, but it is due only to aspiring pirates like Daniel and myself proclaiming His good word to the masses.
But this makes no sense! people say. It's all made up! they accuse. They make it sound like I'm running all over the city trying to convince other people to believe in this all-powerful being that I found in my spaghetti, even though I'm unable to prove its existance. But I truly have faith that the Flying Spaghetti Monster is coming back to earth to judge us, so you better convert now!
See, it sounds stupid when you do it too.
