Party Like a Parasite!



Hello Fellow Dimoebians!
So many of you have asked the restrictions The New Church of Dim puts on partying.  The answer to that would, of course, be… none.  In fact, partying is not only encouraged, but required under the as-of-now-unwritten 88 Commandments (praise be).  For every drink drunk, and every sticky smoked, we are closer than ever to our Holy Protozoa.  Perhaps even you will have a vision that will contribute to our growing new religion.  DOWN WITH PEOPLE – UP WITH AMOEBA!


Cleansed, yo

Prayed to the Holy Amoeba today – totally forgave every sin I’ve ever committed.  That’s a pretty sweet deal – no guilt, no regrets, just do whatever you want and then ask for forgiveness.  No wonder that Christianity nonsense took off so quickly.

Brb – off to do something morally questionable…

Impossible Questions

Thought: If we, at the Church of Dim, believe that humans are essentially cock-blocking evolution at this point, does that make us self-loathing?  And does that, in turn, make us part Jewish?

Other unanswerable questions come to mind: Why is four? How much purple would it take to reach the moon?  What is the difference between a cat?

It occurs to me that this is exactly why we have created our new religion in the first place: only an inferior species like human beings would waste time wondering if water floats – other animals are out there, having fun, doin’ it, running, jumping, doin’ it; no bills, no cell phones, no wars over religion, no congress (except for doin’ it).

Thank you, Mother Protozoa, leader of single-celled organisms, show us the way.