I've decided to start my own Eastern-style religion. It will not be based directly on any understanding of other Eastern religions, because this new religion considers research a waste of "Mojo" (the religion is going to have a New Orleans voodoo influence as well, in that it uses the word "Mojo").
Mojo, you see, is the force that connects all interesting things, all cool things, all things badass. Mojo flows through all of us (well, some of us) and is the power that will, one day, bring us all together into one all-powerful being: "The Fonz". Do not picture Henry Winkler with a leather jacket and motorcycle at this point. The one true Fonz never jumps the shark. The Fonz will usher in a glorious new age of enlightenment. The Fonz will save the planet, making it green and beautiful and asian-styled with serenity gardens and lots of bamboo.
And how do we become the Fonz? By being tranquil, by laughing and, most importantly, by weeding lawns. This is the primary discipline of the religion. As we pull weeds we build character and we prepare the planet to be Fonzie's garden.
Anyone can join. No money required. You can even keep your old religion going on the side, as long as it's a cool one and not one of the hateful ones.
May the Mojo flow. I'm the Fonz, you're the Fonz, we are all the Fonz, except for some people.
Later. Love.
P.S. - Three new posts on my cogito site. Blame it on the train (isn't that a song?). Here they are:
- When God Was a Kid: Short, Funny (to me)
- West Texas: A Poem
- A Weed By Any Other Name: Short dialogue
As always, feel free to read them or not. I know you have full, busy lives. Thanks for stopping by.
