I was supposed to go on my Wednesday evening walk through the woods with God, but God was a no-show. I waited an additional hour, but nope.
I got all riled up and kicked a tree.
The tree said, “Hey, what’s the big deal?”
I apologized and explained about my fuming.
The tree said, “I get it…but how about you and I hang out instead?” I said okay.
An hour later the tree and I were deep in a discussion when God showed up.
God said to me, “Hey, Brooks, sorry I’m late. Would you still like to go for a walk?”
I looked at the tree and back to God. God said, “Well?” I looked back at the tree and sighed. God said, “I have a solution.”
Two treadmills suddenly appeared on either side of the tree. The next thing I knew the three of us were on a walk together.
This is a painting I did of Glen Frey meeting David Bowie in the afterlife cosmic soup.
Bowie is saying, “Hey, Glen Frey.”
Frey says, “Hi, David Bowie.”
What they said is not a big deal.
I was out for a walk when I heard someone talking from above. I looked up and said, “God?”
A cloud up in the sky said, “Thanks, but no.”
I said, “What is it?”
The cloud said, “I was just saying that I like the top of your head.”
I said, “Really?”
The cloud said, “Yes, your shiny baldness is like a second sun.”