“Mom, when I was playing with the kittens, I was thinking that the brain is the engine of their Selfs.”
– Expat Minor, Age 6
Recipient of Kittens
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“Mom, when I was playing with the kittens, I was thinking that the brain is the engine of their Selfs.”
– Expat Minor, Age 6
Recipient of Kittens
A nod to Kierkegaard and Walker Percy: existentialist tomfoolery, political satire, literary homage, word mongering, a year-round summer reading club, Dylanesque music bits, apocalyptic marianism, poetry, fiction, meta-porn, a prisoner work-release program.
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Good Country People
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By Way of Beauty
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I Have to Sit Down
The Onion
From Empty Hands
Ellen Finnigan
First Things
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Gerasene Writers Conference
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The Ironic Catholic
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Inside Catholic
Catholic and Enjoying It
Catholic Radio International
Bad Catholic
Universalis
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Babes in Babylon
Fort o' Tude
En pocas palabras
William Wilson, Guitarist Extraordinaire
Signposts in a Strange Land
Unpleasant Accents
Catholic Words and Pictures
Ben Hatke
Daniel Mitsui
Dappled Things
The Fine Delight
Gene Luen Yang
Labora / Editions
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Wiseblood Books
Mr. Bones' Garden
Godspy
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But … is that a two-headed cat?
Wow, I just noticed that DOES look like a two-headed cat. No, those are two kittens, newly residing in Casa Expat.
What if two live kitten heads were naturally connected to what appeared to be one live kitten body? Wouldn’t that be technically two kittens, though perhaps colloquially described as ‘a two-headed cat’?
God made me thisaway and if you laugh He may strike you the same way. This is the way He wanted me to be and I ain’t disputing His way. I’m showing you because I got to make the best of it. I expect you to act like ladies and gentlemen. I never done it to myself nor had a thing to do with it but I’m making the best of it. I don’t dispute hit.
God made me thisaway and I don’t dispute hit.
Amen. Amen.
God done this to me and I praise Him.
Amen. Amen.
He could strike you thisaway.
Amen. Amen.
But He has not.
Amen.
Raise yourself up. A temple of the Holy Ghost. You! You are God’s temple, don’t you know? Don’t you know? God’s Spirit has a dwelling in you, don’t you know?
Amen. Amen.
If anybody desecrates the temple of God, God will bring him to ruin and if you laugh, He may strike you thisaway. A temple of God is a holy thing. Amen. Amen.
I am a temple of the Holy Ghost.
Amen…
Does the fact that cats are soulless factor into this at all?
Cats, being animals, do too have (nonrational, feline) souls, silly.
Also, mortal. The souls. Of cats, that is. Mortal. Yep. Harry Stottle got the market cornered on that tare conception. No sir, can’t forget that (contra Franciscum).