Irregular Times Diaries: Unfit Discussion

My goodness, but the divine have fast fingers. What else can explain dattaswami’s ability to post so many diaries with so many paragraphs in so few minutes?

I’ve decided that if he can be so spiritually in tune at such a fast pace, I must have a spark of the divine in me, too. And if I have a spark of the divine, the fruit of my own loins must carry it as well. I’ve asked my kids to supply Mad Libs words — nouns, verbs, pronouns, adverbs and the like — with the idea that these innocents surely will speak the truth. Dattaswami’s text provides the ground from which their wisdom will spring like aggressive kudzu on a moist summer’s day.

Here are the results. How inspirational.

Even a bumpy ceiling should be alert of its plates and cups. He is not an exception to the normal picture. Ofcourse, the food alerts him often through his or her Halloween by giving cakes. If the sticky fire does not run due to illness, it will cross the Halloween of the rough cardboard and will be sat with the white pasta. Of course, due to the hardness of the window, the baby is expected to return back after 10 o’clock. The soul will not come back as long as its hair gets in water. After all, even a purple soul is also a soul and not Jack. Even the soft glue is a glue only and not gluer.

Mommy, the silky most glass was involved in a human breaking when a bottle cap broke her. Jack is a rough case who was born as Theresa. They returned back after the end of their bath. The only exceptional cases of hard trees, who never crossed the hairy pasta of Jack, are Hugo and Lucinda. When glass slammed the gorilla of the big trash can, the wall itself will cry like bottles a little bit.

The pink tree has enough luggage to note the gorilla slamming and is not a coat for which only some houses note the slamming and give plates. A grown up kid approaches cardboard for ripping. Similarly, the purple soul approaches the zoo for running. The purple soul is green-shirted in the works. The human beings are having different corners of the eye in the three clocks. In the brown bears, a human being has a purple box of the ten worms through out its life.

At the Yucky Thumb of His Sweetness Alex Tatum