A--Hello General Theology members. As you can tell; mnorian here. I just wanted to say hi and to ask you guy's advice. So let's get right to it.
First a little history. I have been a Supervisor; three times in my life:
1--Once; in a kingdom far away (at least from the USA) I was a Supervisor of men; on top of a mountain; and our job was to cast electrons into the atmosphere; and to catch other electrons; from men just like us; but far, far away from us; with giant metal catchers gloves; illuminated by big giant light bulbs of 750 watts.
We were told by men we looked up to; at least in a intellectual way; that the electrons would go into space and bounce off the air. Most of us believed this; some of us thought it was all black magic; I was on the fence; so to speak--a moderator of the two views.
Sometimes the men we looked up to; would ring a big bell; and we would all take a break from casting and catching electrons; to casting many round objects over our local fence; into the dark jungle of the kingdom.
Sometimes the local kingdom members would cast round objects over the fence towards us; which our job was 'not' to catch them. This break was a great game; but it didn't make much sense to most of us; but the men we looked up to said we were winning;and we could go home anytime; but this time came and went.
Finally the men we looked up to said we could go home; back to the World; as we had won. Most of us thought we had won; but others said we didn't; I was on the fence; being moderate; and thought the men we looked up to; just got bored.
But it was nice to go home; back to the kingdom that was now; far, far away. This all happened in a century far, far away.
(to be cont.)
First a little history. I have been a Supervisor; three times in my life:
1--Once; in a kingdom far away (at least from the USA) I was a Supervisor of men; on top of a mountain; and our job was to cast electrons into the atmosphere; and to catch other electrons; from men just like us; but far, far away from us; with giant metal catchers gloves; illuminated by big giant light bulbs of 750 watts.
We were told by men we looked up to; at least in a intellectual way; that the electrons would go into space and bounce off the air. Most of us believed this; some of us thought it was all black magic; I was on the fence; so to speak--a moderator of the two views.
Sometimes the men we looked up to; would ring a big bell; and we would all take a break from casting and catching electrons; to casting many round objects over our local fence; into the dark jungle of the kingdom.
Sometimes the local kingdom members would cast round objects over the fence towards us; which our job was 'not' to catch them. This break was a great game; but it didn't make much sense to most of us; but the men we looked up to said we were winning;and we could go home anytime; but this time came and went.
Finally the men we looked up to said we could go home; back to the World; as we had won. Most of us thought we had won; but others said we didn't; I was on the fence; being moderate; and thought the men we looked up to; just got bored.
But it was nice to go home; back to the kingdom that was now; far, far away. This all happened in a century far, far away.
(to be cont.)