Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Prose for Pondering

Our resident Pastor, Tony, shared the following - a bit of prose from a 1600-1700's theologian, combined with some classic Steve Martin, and his own twist. This came during a long discussion thread as to where the Depressed Men should hold the AfterGlow portion of the meeting (i.e. the part where we drink beer, smoke cigars, and relax). Sent via email on May 4, 2008.

Here goes -


A few thoughts...
First, if we are going to call this thing an "after glow" shouldn't we be speaking in tongues?
Second, if we have it at Frank's, may I moo moo dog face banana patch?
Third, regarding smoking, consider the following:

This Indian weed now wither'd quite,
Though green at noon, cut down at night, Show's thy decay All flesh is hay.
Thus think, and smoke tobacco.

And when the smoke ascends with glee,
Then thou behold'st the vanity
Of worldly stuff,
Gone with a puff.
Thus think, and smoke tobacco.

And when my cigar grows foul within,
Think on thy soul defil'd with sin;
For then the fire,
It does require.
Thus think, and smoke tobacco

And seest the ashes cast away;
Then to thyself thou mayest say,
That to the dust
Return thou must.
Thus think, and smoke tobacco

My name is Tony and I'm full of baloney
but one thing I know
about our after glow
we must be free to think,
and smoke tobacco


Thanks to Tony for sharing of his writing talents, and er um creativity.

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