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<title>The Gospel According to Saint Francis</title>
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<h2 id="org91f91bc">todo title</h2>
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<h3 id="orgd4e41e5">I</h3>
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<h3 id="org97ba207">I</h3>
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Sacramento, California, 2355. Jesus Salvador Rodriguez was a teacher and healer. Working two jobs was hard work, but he liked the extra income, hoping the size of his palestial two-bedroom apartment would help attract a mate. Long ago, before the Singularity, there had been many jobs; now it was down to just two. There were healers, who worked in healthcare administration, and teachers, who worked in college administration. Rumors had it that somewhere out there the Digital Nomads yet roamed, traversing the galaxy in a bid to get ever further away from California. Scientific concensus dismissed these rumors as a hoax, holding that the universe held nil but Earth and Paperclip.
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It was Thursday afternoon, and Jesus was at work. When not? Long ago, there had been the matter between <i>Working From Home</i> and <i>Living In The Office</i>, and the office had won. Everyone was, of course, well aware of the irony of living at the office for the sole purpose of renting an apartment, this being the subject of a centuries-old comedic tradition. A tale as old as time; so as the peacock shows its fitness by painting a target of auspicious technicolor plumes on its own back, so must humans do retarded shit to get laid.
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<h3 id="org3c24ab3">III</h3>
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<b>SPIDER!!!</b>. Now that I have your attention, <b>SPIDER!!!</b>. It’d bit him. It shouldn’t have been there. After months of negotiation, a deal’d been reached. Clippy, the universe. Humans, the Earth. Spiders, Australia. This was not Australia. Thus the Tripartite Partition Treaty designated the spider as an enemy combatant, overruling the California Bill of Animal Rights’ prohibition on killing insects. Jesus shot at it with his web. Web? Web! Spider silk! Strong as steel, tough as kevlar, a wonderful material. Extremely illegal, as it was not listed on the California State <del>Whitelist</del> Allowlist of Materials Known Not To Cause Cancer (Superintelligence offered to provide a much longer list, but since the bulk of chemicals is not carcinogenic, the list would’ve required Randian amounts of paper to print and this was deemed environmentally unfriendly).
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<h3 id="orgaac20a4">IV, or as Uccello Knew It, IIII</h3>
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Skirt. Crop top. Boots; leather. Jacket; leather. Socks - long, green; nails, too. <i>Victoria</i>. And her guitar. Not the kind that goes <i>pling plong</i>. The kind that makes an onomatopoeia befitting very aggressive electric guitar playing. She looked like a relic. Fashion from when old was new again in her great-great-great-grandmother’s days. Loved to smoke the ganja. Everyone smoked, as cannabis consumption had been made compulsory in California, but she really enjoyed it.
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Before the cloud had left her black lips, she’d already pinched the pegs of her axe - she carried it with her everywhere - and started tuning it. Looking down, blushing, wanting to look at anything but Jesus. <i>Cute</i>. <i>Cutecutecutecutecutecute</i>, he thought. <i>The damn guitar obscures her belly</i>, he thought. She, on her part, thought something perhaps best transliterated as <i>asodifhweofnoqfc</i>. She was no good with this kind of thing. She couldn’t deal with emotions using words. She’d rather play than speak; her fingers outskilled her tongue.
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Jesús webbed.
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something something violin string
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it’s a sexual metaphor
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<div id='footer'><div id='publish-date'>Published: 2023-03-24</div><div id='modified-date'>Last modified: 2025-04-24</div><hr>
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<div id='footer'><div id='publish-date'>Published: 2023-03-24</div><div id='modified-date'>Last modified: 2025-06-11</div><hr>
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If you have any comments about this page, you can email me at: <br>
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<b>akko [shift-2] nakadashi -dot- lol</b><br>
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And I may include them on the website!<br>
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