I took my doctrine to the Doctor
November 10th 2008 09:50
I took my doctrine to the Doctor
I am having trouble with my doctrine of late. It seems to a be a bit ill. I am not worried that it has problems but my friends say that I look like a pale reflection of what I should be. It must be your doctrine is ill.
Oh ney, I say, it cannot be my doctrine perhaps your is on steroids and you have forgotten what a real doctrine looks like. It is not my doctrine that is ill but yours that is pumped up and bloated. ‘Pimped up and bloated,’ my friend exclaimed, ‘you must be smoting the wrong smote. I am normal and you are sick.’
So I went to see the Doctor who was a doctor of doctrines and very knowledgeable man indeed. He spoke to me in riddles and rhymes and tried to make me see.
‘You have doctrine that just not fit. There nothing wrong with you but you doctrine is full of it. (I bet you thought I was going to say shit.)’
‘And,’ I asked the Doctrine doctor who had a prescription for me, ‘what must I do to be doctrine free.’
The doctor looked at me and scratched his head, ‘I want you to use mine instead.’
‘You see it is simple when you think it through. We to have nothing to hold on to. If every though and acted the same then we would be happy all days with games. We would never worry or think to hard. Our mind would be mellow our souls on the ground. There would be no reason to be confronted and nowhere to astound. You would be at peace because your mind would be free. Now here is a cup, can you fill it with pee?’
It is funny how things do not always look the same. I thought he was mad and thought me insane.
I have reasons to go around and around. My head in the cloud and my feet off the ground.
I spoke the doctor all he said to me that he amputate my doctrine and insert another three.
Editorial Comment:
You know, if you keep this up the whole world will turn against you.
Response:
Am I interest in this world?
A doctorate in docrine removal. First remove the old doctrine and then insert another 3
I am having trouble with my doctrine of late. It seems to a be a bit ill. I am not worried that it has problems but my friends say that I look like a pale reflection of what I should be. It must be your doctrine is ill.
Oh ney, I say, it cannot be my doctrine perhaps your is on steroids and you have forgotten what a real doctrine looks like. It is not my doctrine that is ill but yours that is pumped up and bloated. ‘Pimped up and bloated,’ my friend exclaimed, ‘you must be smoting the wrong smote. I am normal and you are sick.’
So I went to see the Doctor who was a doctor of doctrines and very knowledgeable man indeed. He spoke to me in riddles and rhymes and tried to make me see.
‘You have doctrine that just not fit. There nothing wrong with you but you doctrine is full of it. (I bet you thought I was going to say shit.)’
‘And,’ I asked the Doctrine doctor who had a prescription for me, ‘what must I do to be doctrine free.’
The doctor looked at me and scratched his head, ‘I want you to use mine instead.’
‘You see it is simple when you think it through. We to have nothing to hold on to. If every though and acted the same then we would be happy all days with games. We would never worry or think to hard. Our mind would be mellow our souls on the ground. There would be no reason to be confronted and nowhere to astound. You would be at peace because your mind would be free. Now here is a cup, can you fill it with pee?’
It is funny how things do not always look the same. I thought he was mad and thought me insane.
I have reasons to go around and around. My head in the cloud and my feet off the ground.
I spoke the doctor all he said to me that he amputate my doctrine and insert another three.
Editorial Comment:
You know, if you keep this up the whole world will turn against you.
Response:
Am I interest in this world?
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