Alum
Date: July 3rd, 2000 @ 00:00
It’s about 8:00am as I write this - while driving. I’m about 60 miles from my destination in Michigan after having been driving for about nine-and-a-half hours.
Forces in my life are already conspiring against me with ruthless diligence. Law and love having sufficiently fucked with me, now it’s time for God and money to double down.
As the car I’m driving required maintenance costs in excess of a paycheck, that only leaves Providence.
I have an edge - my atheism is increasingly approaching militancy. I don’t believe in Him, and it is my sincere desire that He return the favor.
My second fuelling break, over halfway through Ohio, involves breakfast. My order number is 666. Ignoring this taunt, I relieve myself in Southfield, Michigan. A large van is in the lot of the restaurant I visit. Its license reads “1 GOD”, and the license frame is labelled “Eternal Splendor” - what good is the illogic of religion if you can’t flaunt the end result?
I should get “NO GOD” and letter the frame: “Soil”.
Envy me.
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