Credit History
Credit History
By Phil Rockstroh and Chris Chandler
So I was wrestling with this demon....
Well he really wasn't a demon per say...
but a kind of a lower-level emblem of evil.... well not exactly evil....
But he was real annoying...
and we weren't exactly wrestling....
I was kinda dodging his phone calls....
Real annoying phone calls from this emblem of annoyance....
>From this figure straight outta Hell....
Well not exactly Hell...
but from a collection agency....
You see I purchased salvation on my credit card.
Well not exactly salvation -- but close: five hundred dollars worth of
books on self improvement, miracle diets, and angels. Not to mention
the added expense of a really comfortable reclining chair to seek
salvation upon.
I'm comfortable with the fact that a comfortable chair allows me to be
comfortable reading my self help books that teach me to be comfortable
with myself. Some soul-numb skeptics might deride that fact that I have
charged hundreds of dollars in take out pizza during this period of self
improvement and spiritual growth -- I accept that fact about my self --
after all I could not properly absorb all the information in my diet
books if I am too hungry to concentrate.
But you see THIS is a battle for my soul,
Or at least as important -- my credit rating --
which is infinitely intertwined with my feelings of self worth -
Which is infinitely intertwined with my need for self help books
which is infinitely entwined with my credit rating which is...
Well... You get the point I simply had to charge this book on my LORD & MASTER CARD
Since when is god concerned with diet books? When was he not? He has
convinced the Jews to stay Kosher, the Muslims to stay clear of swine,
the Protestants to add mayonnaise to everything. So the way I see it
the Higher power can certainly inspire a best selling diet book... You got to allow
hope a little wiggle room.
Which gets us back to my holy war with the credit agency...
who claim that my entire life is story is on file in their computer...
my entire life story ... has come to this... a few electronic flashes of light...
a billion angels dancing on the head of a micro chip...
now that is some diet they're on to able to do that!.
I want to tell that computer to mind its manners and watch what it says
about me in public. If I ever saw that smug son of a Mother board I'd
call it out... but you can't... you can't fight what you can't see...
You just flail into the empty air. Like taking a swing at the Gods
themselves. Only - the way I see it the Gods are Corporations in fact - They have no face. Like Gods, a faceless allusive entity that speaks in cryptic slogans and symbols called logos....
Today even Zeus would fall, overwhelmed and defeated before the Great
God Wal-Mart.
The gods aren't dead; they're just out shopping.
Aphrodite bought a nitey at Victoria secrets while Eros joined a
recovery group for sex addiction and traded his bow and arrows in a the
sporting goods department for a 9 mm. and was last seen heading to high
school in the deep south (to start an NRA Gun Safety Club of course)....
Thank goodness he didn't see any naked folks on a record cover in the
music department.
Now Jesus-- He's learned the score-- he has learned from his years of
hanging around the wretched and poor that there is a better way to
market to them. He's opened a Mega-Store, named Saved-Mart.... His plan
is to open one in every town in the USA and put those pitiful, main street churches
out of business for good.... He's more powerful than the Son of
God--He's a god damn CEO! For He so loved the world -- He bought the
company.
...Oh father - please forgive me for my credit rating as I forgive
those who have bounced checks to me - Ye as I walk through the valley of
the shadow of too many inquires and a poor debt to credit ratio - I
would fear no evil-- IF I JUST HAD A BETTER CREDIT RATING.... In the meantime-- I'll settle for some TV and the holy deliverance of some
delivery pizza or Chinese food-- ON EARTH AS IT IS IN HEAVEN.
By Phil Rockstroh and Chris Chandler
So I was wrestling with this demon....
Well he really wasn't a demon per say...
but a kind of a lower-level emblem of evil.... well not exactly evil....
But he was real annoying...
and we weren't exactly wrestling....
I was kinda dodging his phone calls....
Real annoying phone calls from this emblem of annoyance....
>From this figure straight outta Hell....
Well not exactly Hell...
but from a collection agency....
You see I purchased salvation on my credit card.
Well not exactly salvation -- but close: five hundred dollars worth of
books on self improvement, miracle diets, and angels. Not to mention
the added expense of a really comfortable reclining chair to seek
salvation upon.
I'm comfortable with the fact that a comfortable chair allows me to be
comfortable reading my self help books that teach me to be comfortable
with myself. Some soul-numb skeptics might deride that fact that I have
charged hundreds of dollars in take out pizza during this period of self
improvement and spiritual growth -- I accept that fact about my self --
after all I could not properly absorb all the information in my diet
books if I am too hungry to concentrate.
But you see THIS is a battle for my soul,
Or at least as important -- my credit rating --
which is infinitely intertwined with my feelings of self worth -
Which is infinitely intertwined with my need for self help books
which is infinitely entwined with my credit rating which is...
Well... You get the point I simply had to charge this book on my LORD & MASTER CARD
Since when is god concerned with diet books? When was he not? He has
convinced the Jews to stay Kosher, the Muslims to stay clear of swine,
the Protestants to add mayonnaise to everything. So the way I see it
the Higher power can certainly inspire a best selling diet book... You got to allow
hope a little wiggle room.
Which gets us back to my holy war with the credit agency...
who claim that my entire life is story is on file in their computer...
my entire life story ... has come to this... a few electronic flashes of light...
a billion angels dancing on the head of a micro chip...
now that is some diet they're on to able to do that!.
I want to tell that computer to mind its manners and watch what it says
about me in public. If I ever saw that smug son of a Mother board I'd
call it out... but you can't... you can't fight what you can't see...
You just flail into the empty air. Like taking a swing at the Gods
themselves. Only - the way I see it the Gods are Corporations in fact - They have no face. Like Gods, a faceless allusive entity that speaks in cryptic slogans and symbols called logos....
Today even Zeus would fall, overwhelmed and defeated before the Great
God Wal-Mart.
The gods aren't dead; they're just out shopping.
Aphrodite bought a nitey at Victoria secrets while Eros joined a
recovery group for sex addiction and traded his bow and arrows in a the
sporting goods department for a 9 mm. and was last seen heading to high
school in the deep south (to start an NRA Gun Safety Club of course)....
Thank goodness he didn't see any naked folks on a record cover in the
music department.
Now Jesus-- He's learned the score-- he has learned from his years of
hanging around the wretched and poor that there is a better way to
market to them. He's opened a Mega-Store, named Saved-Mart.... His plan
is to open one in every town in the USA and put those pitiful, main street churches
out of business for good.... He's more powerful than the Son of
God--He's a god damn CEO! For He so loved the world -- He bought the
company.
...Oh father - please forgive me for my credit rating as I forgive
those who have bounced checks to me - Ye as I walk through the valley of
the shadow of too many inquires and a poor debt to credit ratio - I
would fear no evil-- IF I JUST HAD A BETTER CREDIT RATING.... In the meantime-- I'll settle for some TV and the holy deliverance of some
delivery pizza or Chinese food-- ON EARTH AS IT IS IN HEAVEN.