Thoughts On People

What exactly was God thinking when he created people?  Was he trying to improve things?  


Are some people really worth their weight in gold? Isn't it more accurate to say that they are worth their weight in flesh?


If people grew down, they would still grow up.


People are people we don't know.


People are a biological disturbance.

People are like the Great Sphinx: they have heads of stone.


People have magical powers when it comes to money: they can make it disappear.


People who reincarnate do not need life insurance.


Cannibals can lose weight if they cut down on their people.


Is it a coincidence that people and pollution both begin with p?


People are a lot like everyone else.


Ever since God created people, he's been ashamed to show his face.

WHY DO I WRITE?

Writers have various reasons for writing.  I am not a writer.  (Actually, I lean a little to the left.)  Here are some of the reasons I write.

I write because I am not a tomato.  Tomatoes can't write.  (Often I write in front of tomatoes to make them envy me.)

I write because it is a way of getting in touch with what is not inside me.

I write because I am dizzy.

I write because I change my mind.

I write because I am not dizzy.

I write because my kumquat business failed on Mars, and I have no skills.  

I write because I am good at lying, and reclining as well.  (I love looking at ceilings.)

I write to confuse my thoughts.

I write because I love mixing ink molecules with paper molecules.

I write because the sky is blue.  (I have never understood this reason.)

I write because I like collecting junk.

I write to relax.  (Once relaxed I lie down and look at the ceiling.)

I write to stay insane, but sometimes I stop writi--