G.O.D.

G.O.D.

111 years old
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Is All Knowing and Utterly Confused
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  • Are your reading habits ...?
    Omnivorous
    Who is your favourite author(s)?
    Douglas Adams and David Gemmell
    And your all time favourite books? (You can change these at any time, by the way ...)
    The History Of God by GOD. The Official Autobiographical Biography Of God by GOD. The Seventh Day Holiday Snaps by GOD. Adam and Eve and The Devil - A Bedtime Story by GOD. Was I A Mistake by GOD. Hitch Hiking Through My Universe by GOD.
    What are your working habits when you write?
    Perfectly balanced
    Are you the edit-every-sentence-ten-times type, or do you prefer to let rip?
    Prefer to let rip and edit afterwards
    Your ultimate writing ambition?
    To fall into The Hitch Hikers Guide To the Galaxy and never return.
    Your worst habit?
    Not allowed to say
    Where do you write?
    Wherever I happen to be
    What else do you want Word Clouders to know? eg: do you have 9 cats / like paragliding / eat nothing but tinned fish / work in the bath / live in Kettering?
    I used to be a God but someone said I should come down and see how the other half live and now I have to wait for my humanic life span to finish before I can be omnipotent again and tell everyone about my crazy holiday.

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  • Weens
    by Weens 2 years ago
    Hi, My profile pic is of my nephew (my surrogate son). As you may have guessed from the pic, he is an athlete. I am just about to update it.
  • maryluv
    by maryluv 2 years ago
    Got any more pearls of wisdom? Could do with some at the moment.
  • G.O.D.
    by G.O.D. 2 years ago
    Hi Everyone,
    Some people have felt upset at my using the word god as a name for this site.
    If you think I'm making fun of your god, don't.
    The letters G.O.D. are a name I was given by others from another writing group and has nothing to do with any god from any religious persuasion.
    I also believe the word god is not exclusive to religion and can be used by anyone.
    So to clear things up, I am a minor god from another civilization on a far flung planet in another universe completely separate from this one.
    I am not worshiped or revered by anyone and have no religious following.
    I have no amazing powers and know very little about the mysteries of life,
    in fact I am quite ordinary and unassuming.
    I do however have a passion for writing, lemonade chocolate and collecting old forgotten thoughts and memories stuck on the back of butterfly wings that I find scattered on the highway of life.
    I hope this explanation will put to rest any uneasiness felt by people and they can find some enjoyment from the imagined dribblings that pour forth from the wonderful worlds I find inside my mind.
    Thanks
  • maryluv
    by maryluv 2 years ago
    Would you mind signing my copy of your biography? Still a best seller, after all these years...
  • sherrie
    by sherrie 2 years ago
    yo god. wasssup x
  • Marion
    by Marion 2 years ago
    Lol! Your terminology does have a certain something to it, doesn't it? Just had a listen to Gong. Is that the weirdest band ever or what? The song on my profile page is by The Hours, not Narcissus Road. NR is the album title. Have a listen to the rest of their stuff, most of it is pretty good.
  • maryluv
    by maryluv 2 years ago
    Thanks for reading my poem, GOD. I'll continue to scatter the blossoms in my head around the cloud. Apologies if they land near your blogs.
  • Marion
    by Marion 2 years ago
    Love your song. Where's the rest of it? And yes, I would like a cup of teeeaaaaa.
  • Marion
    by Marion 2 years ago
    Oh, abecedarian. You have much to learn from the one true god that is me. In the capacious expanses of your encephalon, learn from the master and what was once a barren wasteland of fatuity will propagate - the stultiloquence expatiated will burgeon into eloquence, judiciousness and savoir faire. I think.