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For a modest Fee (to cover Expenses, you understand), this service-industry would accept the waivers and powers-of-attorney from private individuals (or Groups! - perhaps at a Discount!) necessary to facilitate the guaranteed transubstantiation of their Mortal Flesh into Heavenly Spirit. (It might be
necessary to gain a foothold in the so-called "right-to-die" states first, before expanding the franchise into less fertile Legal Ground, as it were.) Once applicants have paid their fees, they will be invited (at a time of their choosing, of course) to come to the local Rapture Centre for a period of intensive meditation, prayer, and fasting. At some point in the days of ritual, a delicious homemade Mushroom Stew would be served to the Annointed Ones. The follwing day, their remains would be cremated with all due ceremony, and their Rapture Experience would be complete!
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This has got to be the most thouroughly baked idea in human history, possibly excluding sex and hitting stuff with sticks. |
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//hitting stuff with sticks// golf? |
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not sure if the local council will like the idea of delicious homemade mushroom stew much; they have outlawed homemade cakes pretty much as it is. |
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this is just assisted suicide isn't it? |
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>this is just assisted suicide isn't it?
>po, Dec 27 2004 |
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It depends upon whether you would Miss any of the potential Patrons of the service or not... ;~} |
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They were called absolutions about 750 years ago, and they were a bad idea then, too. |
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When I started reading I thought this was going to be some sort of legal service for the dead, helping outlaw souls fight their way into heaven, in case Angel Gabriel doesn't allow them inside. |
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I thought it would be rapture insurance, for taking care of a client's family during the times of tribulation, in the event of a rapture. A lucrative scam, in essence. |
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And - (yet once again!) - I see that *THE WHOLE WORLD IS OUT-OF-STEP WITH ME AND HAS GOTTEN IT WRONG*!!! |
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If only there were some Place I could turn to, where someone might invent some Device, some Procedure, which would allow the light of my Genius into these benighted eyes! Oh well... |
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I thought this was Purple Haze territory. |
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Someone's been eating Special Mushroom Stew again. |
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