With Mrs G assuming a higher profile once more, I have been reflecting on something a tad strange. It is this. In what circumstances did we meet?
Now bear with me on this one.
I know it's been a long time. But time for a deity is a rather slippery concept. Whereas biological creatures are swept along in what might be described as a linear stream of time, deities find themselves floating in an ocean of time. They can move this way and that, though not too far and not too fast. More usually they are prepared to move with the ebb and flow of time's tides and subtle currents.
In other words, no, it's not simply a matter of forgetting. Though I'll admit to a certain forgetfulness ...
No, it's more like, when I look into that part of what has been, I just get this kind of swirling emptiness, which defies introspection.
I could of course simply ask Mrs God if she remembers how we met, but I hesitate for two reasons
(a) she might not remember either which I find disconcerting or
(b) she might remember all too well which I find disconcerting
None of this is helped by a stupid bit of doggerel that goes round and round in my mind "God finds it odd".
Well of course I do.
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yeah. how did THAT happen, eh? xx janelle
Nice godderel, Dogfish!
janelle - how indeed; I think we should be told, and perhaps we will be.
pam - ha ha, good one.
HMMM - I think I must live in a God-like time continuum or is it just the ageing process? If someone says to me, for example, "did you have a good time on Saturday?" or even "last night?" I get this swirling emptiness feeling too i.e. I've always forgotten what I was doing, I know that THEY know what I was doing and I feel very panicky about not giving the game away. The game is always given away though by my obvious and undisguisable look of relief when I eventually remember what it was I did. I think it's "early onset" something or other! I would take Gingko Biloba for my memory but can never remember it's name.
jollygood - ageing process? Some mistake surely.
Did eyes meet across a clouded bar?
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