Through the Looking Glass

Do I believe in Fish?

Well…yeah.

I can see them, I can even touch them at my local market. Not the Asian Market though, ‘cause they got freaky-ass shit there like “Aliens” or somethin’. But in a normal, non-breaded situation one can say, “Yes, I believe in fish.”

Ahh…bet you think you know where this is going? You’re probably right!

Anyhow….Do I believe in God ?

Well…NO. I’ve never seen one, nor touched one. (Not even at the Asian market, and there are probably a whole lot of pieces of them for sale there.) But this does not mean that I doubt that YOU believe.

If it was tangible, I’d maybe, some-how become piqued. But mist and smoke has prevented me from seeing. And I’m pretty good with that. If you see him/her or Ru Paul or whatever anthropomorphism God presents to you as corporeal; Tell (see above), that I’m really a nice guy who is just trying to look out for the common man.

I just don’t know what “common” means any more.

M

p.s. If you liked “The Remember Song ” You’ll like this record… The Best of Tom Rush

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