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A New Religion – Hear me Out!

    Are you looking for Closure? I posted part 15, in which we learn to beat a pinata, a few days ago. Part 16 should be up before Monday’s sun sets in Detroit.
    No new podcasts because allergies have me even more nasal than usual. If I clear up I’ll do another one.

    First, let me state the following: Purpose is intrinsically linked to efficient function. Take a gun, for instance. Its purpose is immediately apparent to the dispassionate observer based on its form and function.

  • The Primary Purpose of a Gun: Emptying Jars.
    • The entire workings of the gun are clearly dedicated to the task of emptying jars.
      1. It elegantly induces rapid combustion of the materials inside a tiny jar, causing them to explode, emptying the jar.
      2. It then quickly discards the jar lid out the end of a narrow waste chute and ejects the emptied jar from the chamber to make way for another lamentably full one.

    There are ancillary purposes to be sure, and I’ve heard some fools claim that the purpose of a gun is to kill, or possibly to poke holes in targets. While I don’t deny that someone holding a gun can, if they hold it with the waste chute directed toward a target, produce that effect, I believe it is clearly a perversion of the original purpose. Those fools claim that because a gun can be used to shoot targets or to kill, then shooting and killing make up its whole reason for being!
    If you were to use that logic to determine ultimate purpose, you would inevitably come to the conclusion that the purpose of a thermos full of vegetable shortening is to act as a proxy vagina in a public restroom setting. That logic is faulty.
    The truth is that you can not arbitrarily pick and choose from amongst the possible actions of an entity in order to determine its purpose. The behavior and/or propensity of an entity should be statistically tabulated and the most frequently encountered and most simplistically described function must be accepted as its purpose. Occam demands no less of us, and I demand no less of you.
    At first, I was troubled by this method of ascribing meaning. It seemed, on the surface, that it would actually compell me to determine that the true purpose of the aforementioned gun is to remain in a nearly constant state of rest inside a locked cabinet or leather pouch. All one needed to do, however, to eliminate this boondoggle is to remove the element of time from the equation.
    Time is not an event, it is a string upon which events are hung like so many hippie beads in a really groovy curtain. If you think that the purpose of an entity is determined by which of its beads remains on the string longest, then one will likely find that the purpose of the modern automobile is to cover a portion of a driveway or car-park. But if you instead take all those beads off the curtain and count them without worrying about their original placement on the string, you will discover the much more intuitive and believable truth; that the true purpose of the modern automobile is to protect pavement from being struck by bird poop. Therefore, it isn’t how much time an entity spends on any one activity, it is how often an entity engages in that activity.
    How does this logic structure relate to my new religion? Not so fast! First, let me tell you that my flawless logic has finally provided a definitive answer to the age-old question:

What is the Purpose of Life? – or – Why do We Exist?
SafeTinspector’s Answer

    After careful consideration, I have determined that the purpose of humankind is, in order of importance, the following:
  • Eat and Drink
    • Especially if you count each bite as individual events, this is by far our most important function in the cosmos.
  • Produce tears, spit and sweat
    • Clearly our number two purpose on Earth–unless you weren’t counting each bite individually above.
  • Urinate
    • As a species, we seem uniquely capable of producing waste water.
  • Defecate
    • Packaging solids and delivering them out into the world is a holy part of our existance.

    Before I continue, I will defend my choice of not including the act of breathing in the previous list. It may seem odd that I include gland secretions, but not breathing. This is completely explainable, however.
    Anyway, now I am ready to tell you about my New Religion.

SafeTinspector’s Church of the Holy Secretions

    The tenets of my religion begin with the following points of faith:

  • God designed the Universe like an amazing game of snooker. We are merely the result of a push stroke near the baulk-line.
  • He made EACH of us for a specific purpose.
  • That purpose is to eat, weep, spit, sweat, piss and shit.
  • Any purpose assigned by God is, by His very will, a holy thing.

    Once you have accepted God’s purpose into your heart, and realize that your bodily functions are your holy mission on Earth, then you can proceed toward acceptance of the following:
    Definition of Goodliness: In order to please God and gain celestial reward, a human must

  • Successfully eat at least one bite of food
  • Weep one tear
  • Spit (or swallow a mouthful of spit) once
  • Sweat enough to dampen one or more body parts
  • Urinate at least one time
  • Poop as little as one nugget

    If one follows these edicts, then one has fulfilled His divine will on Earth and is thereby assured a place in Heaven on His right hand. His left is reserved for dealing with His own cosmic bodily functions.
    Definition of Badliness:

  • Not eating, or trying to prevent oneself or others from eating, is a sin.
  • Dry mouth without special papal dispensation is a mortal sin. Dry eyes likewise. God advises that you carry a canteen of water to swill and a bottle of eyedrops as being necessary to avoid eternal hellfire. Pack them in your God-pouch!
  • Antiperspirant is strictly forbidden!
  • Holding in your water for more than five minutes after feeling the urge to pee is a mortal sin. All adherants should have an egg timer in their God-pouch. If it dings, pee immediately, no exceptions.
  • Laxatives are forbidden, and severe constipation is to be interpreted as God withdrawing His presence from your life. Suicide is the proscribed solution to constipation.
Join my church. Send me money. I will reveal level 2.

Posted in Uncategorized by SafeTinspector on May 13th, 2006  |  11 comments

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L>T said on May 14th, 2006

that all sounds easy anuff.

What’s the catch?

Send money? How about if I send you some of my secretions?

P.S. very funny, loved the whole post.

The Boy said on May 14th, 2006

Your logic is, as always, fruitless. Uh, faultless.

I’ll give some thought to joining because I’m a fool for religious cults: are you pondering, perhaps, a Code?

And thanks for reminding me about Occam. I need a shave.

SafeTinspector said on May 14th, 2006

l>t:Only God wants your secretions. But I need money to spread the word of God.

Admiral Poops: DeSafeT Code? Sorry, but the Church of the Hold Secretions is too young to have accumulated any significant apocrypha.

Dan said on May 14th, 2006

You have the same unhealthy obsession with body funtions that my wife tells me I have.
I’ve been thinking…

Send me money and I will reval that thought!

Binty McShae said on May 14th, 2006

Prophet SafeT! You have enlightened me! And saved me from despair, no less! I now realise that I am not a greedy overeater with bad BO and a problem with both incontinence and the runs but I am, in fact, divinely blessed!

I have sent you money, but not through the usual post office methods as I now realise, through your spiritual teachings, that the purpose of the postal system is not, in fact, to deliver items between parties.

I have instead finely ground down several $50 bills and diluted them in water (including a mixture of my own saliva and urine, as a small added gesture on my part). This mixture will then be flushed down the toilet where it will make its way through the sewerage system and out into the ocean. Living in the tropics as I do I know that upon hitting the sea the money-solution will then be evaporated by the suns intense rays where it will form a small cloud in the atmosphere. This cloud, with God’s guidance, will make its way to you and will rain down my donation on you blessed and noble head.

Again, thankyou for saving my soul… bless you, SafeT, bless you!

Dr Maroon said on May 15th, 2006

Blasphemer McShae! Heretic! Only the Great One can rain shit down upon the heads of the Chosen.

Your greenback tolly is an insult.

C’mon everyone, join in!..

Sun Arise come every mornin’
Sun Arise come every mornin’
Spreadin’ all the shit all arou-wee-ou-wee-wow-nd-i-ound

Falconmyst said on May 15th, 2006

Hey I’m in my own Cult already, and my restless followers can only bring bags of chips.

Logically Scary.
I like the Imps Pic but sorry you were so peed. May use it for some errie post

L>T said on May 15th, 2006

Like a Good cult leader, you’ve brought them out of the woodwork.

BTW, That tentacle-hentai thing is shocking. :O
Who woulda thot?

SafeTinspector said on May 15th, 2006

Dan:Its not unhealthy! It is HOLY! I haven’t any money to send you yet. Let’see how this new church goes.

Binty:Brother Binty, you risk the brand of heresy by taking it upon yourself to interpret my teachings thus. The great and good water cycle is NOT to be used for the transfer of filthy lucre. I prefer wire transfer or paypal.

Dr Maroon:Don’t be so quick to judge, brother-doctor Maroon. Binty is enthusiastic in his young faith and should be taught, not condemned.

falconmyst:Chips are in alignment with the first tenet of my religion. I approve! You may use my countenance for whatever you wish.

l>t:Yes. Out of the darkness and into the light of divine secretion.
Tentacle hentai is bizarre, but at least it is so impractical I figure it can never be used as a basis of molestation. So more power to them!

Rich said on May 16th, 2006

Damn you SafeT! Not only am I out my life savings in order to further myself in your constipation cult but I have to read 14 parts of Closure before part 15′s going to make sense. Damn You! I could use that 50 cents and hour of my life.

Great stuff!

SafeTinspector said on May 17th, 2006

Rich:You have us all wrong. Our religion is one of peach and loose stool, not evil and constipation.
You’re going to wade through the back-story? Good luck, and let me know if you make it!

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