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when something goes BUMP in the Night
But I Believe in..
DEATH and The Tooth Fairy as limned by T. Pratchett
(who describes these more vividly than the Upanishads, Bhagavad Gita and Such manage their menageries and demonologies.)
Was ecstatic to discover on the Tube, some years back (strange station between here and San Jose) a movie of a Pratchett plot!
It was beautifully done, especially DEATH and his granddaughter Â
and I realize I haven't searched for the particulars -- or for some other TP visual spectacular.
(Afraid I'll find ~~ there was only this One, I guess :-/)
You can have your Seventh Seal dour Swedish chess-playing 'Death'.. [bore, that one.]
DEATH (who always speaks IN CAPS) is the kinda alien creature it's almost worth the obligatory-dying Â
to get to Meet!
Besides, strictly interpreted, "a-Theism" IS merely the converse of Theism; there is the implication of faith-in-non-Being as your standard 'World-of-Opposites' corollary to all those other One-True-FaithsÂ-in-(a)-Being.
Agnosticism is the choice for those who acknowledge the difficulty ever of Proving (to whatever metaphysical standards) -- a Negative. Besides, all these cognomens beg the omissions of all small imaginations, that general tendency to Miss Seeing the real Mystery:
..that there is *Anything* at all,
let alone.. a 'being' (us) capable of Noticing,
let alone.. some emotionally needy Top-Geezer who likes being adored and threatens to make you listen to country music for several eons Â
if you fall short.
All Hail St. Pratchett!
(Has anyone heard how he's doing with the creeping Alzheimers?)
Bummer, that.. it's just the sort of punishment some vengeful Standard God >would< exact, for daring to be a whistle-blower even livelier than J. Swift.
May TP get outta this chicken outfit with his usual panache, I say.
Sick transit, Gloria: (SF) Muni