God's Blog

i have been exploited. exploited, used and abused. criticised and awed for my utmost private and kinky doodlings. first i hide it in the minds of crazy babbling prophets that no one will ever believe.but then they wrote it down and hid it in scrolls here and there. and by some miracle of a chance unbeknowst to even me, Mr King James compiles it and publishes my dear diary. i can't even find the other sock that goes missing in the dryer and humanity manages to unearth my diary after hundreds of years in the sand.

i need to go exploit humanity by doing my part and getting a triple espresso from starbucks. i hope they still buy 10 kilos for a penny from those poor bastards in pootimbaya. otherwise i'll just buy a pair of nikes lovingly hand stiched by blind toddlers.
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