Reverend Whiskers

Reverend Whiskers Non-denominational, Humanist minister. We are fragments of the cosmos. A collective seeking its consciousness. We are made of exploded stars. Now.

Against all odds, we are here. In this one moment that will never be again.

11/06/2024

And so, my 51-year streak of deep disappointment with the world continues. I am starting to suspect that most people like the taste of bu****it.

Strap in, Kittens. We got work to do.

Just a reminder:We are made of star stuff, as Carl Sagan writes. We are constructed from the debris left behind by stars...
10/21/2024

Just a reminder:

We are made of star stuff, as Carl Sagan writes. We are constructed from the debris left behind by stars long since extinguished. We burn with their memory. We are decended from slime, and monkeys, and lizards and things that are too old to be named. We contain their fears. We inhabit a very small piece of a smallish planet. There are probably more planets currently in the universe than people who have ever lived.

Yet we fervently believe that right now is the most important time in the history of existence. We are not wrong. But we are right for all the wrong reasons.

This is the only time when ‘we’ are here. It is not of any concern or consequence to The Universe that we exist. Nor will our existence matter in another millennium. Our planet is littered with the bones of extinct species and collapsed civilizations. We are no different.

What is different, is that ‘we’ are here now. Now is all we have. Tomorrow is as much of a dream as yesterday is a memory. Each breath, each heartbeat is our ONLY moment. Anything else is whistling in the graveyard.

04/20/2024

May all your times be high. Merry 420 y’all!

04/19/2024

Happy Bicycle Day!

Amen.
03/29/2024

Amen.

01/25/2024

On the off chance that reincarnation is real, I’m dedicating the rest of my life to becoming an enlightened being or whatever I need to become just so I don’t have to take another fncking turn on this damned meatwheel of stupidity.

11/20/2023

Well, I really can’t complain about the last half-century since I was extacted from the void and coalesced into this crude flesh.

Sure, a chunk of those years were pretty sh*tty. Still working out just how much damage was done.

But I’m spending my birthday on the beach with the woman of my dreams. And I have another day to be grateful for the people in my life who make every breath worth taking and every burden more bearable. Thank you all for being you and putting up with my addled brain and cock-a-mamie schemes.

I’m thrilled to be taking my meat suit for another spin around the sun. Onward!

The idea of resurrection doesn’t particularly appeal to me. It is the impermanence that gives life its zing. This moment...
04/09/2023

The idea of resurrection doesn’t particularly appeal to me. It is the impermanence that gives life its zing. This moment never existed before, and never will again. And yet, we get to be here for it. Now THAT is magic.

There are so many reasons to celebrate every single moment. So, whatever you are celebrating, may it shake your soul with joy.

Another one for the Hymnal...
08/15/2020

Another one for the Hymnal...

"Turtles All The Way Down" Written and performed by Sturgill Simpson Directed and edited by Graham Uhelski Assistant Director - Brock Howard Visuals provided...

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