Chocolate
On the seventh day of the seventh month of the seventh year about seven in the cool of the evening, the seven kings woodcraft folk were seated around a fire in the forest of Epping, having gathered the wood by hand (and added a few pallets brought in a nomadic caravan).
We had a dream of the promised land, a strange but well known goddess spoke to us, her works are renowned throughout the world from when her medicinal powers were found in the central americas and blended by her priests and priestesses into wondrous concoctions.
She did not reveal her name to us but her message was clear – we are to go into all the world and worship her. Her gospel is of peace and love.
She has already ordained festivities at auspicious times of the year and her bounty is freely available.
But she is not worshipped, hymned, adored, communed with. Where is the Liturgy?
Her holy texts have not been recognised, despite her prophetesses and prophets like Nigella Lawson, Green and Blacks, Dahl, Cadbury, and Joanna Harris.
Where are the pilgrimages, the retreats, the holy orders?
It is time the whole world found the new religion.
We are to gather together at regular times and places to commune with her.
Ecuador Dark be thy name….
The promised land is near us!
July 9, 2007, 12:19 AM
cajela
Amen! Preach it, brother! Saints Lindt and Cluizel be praised!
amaradulcis_nyx
I myself am a devoted follower of these prophets: Valrhona, Valor, Lindt & Sprüngli, and Scharffen Berger.
Here is a holy order, of a sort…
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Hail the dark goddess!
espritch
The false prophet Nestly has led many astray in my country.
Febble
OK, I’m yours. I resisted the barbecued kittens, but chocolate….
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