God as a doG

An original pen from God as a doG: man's best pal-in-D-Rome

Irony’s the emperor’s *renewed* armor. It is the shame… As his old birthday suit. * * Invisible ink spoilers: 1. “iron knees” -> irony’s 2. “Emperor’s New Clothes” 3. Renude -> renewed 4. The same -> the shame 5. “Naked as the day you were born” -> birthday suit -> suit of amour / armour

An adorable doggo, stands upon a rock in the heart of Rome, surrounded by a diverse crowd. People from all walks of life, from different countries, religions, and cultures, gather to listen to the wisdom of this unlikely, scruffy puppy sage. Doggo’s barks echo through the ancient streets, "All uh 'dis... All uh 'dat... All us.... God… Allah… everything... Eh? The OG God is I, doggo eh? THE! Man’s best pal-in-d-Rome!” The crowd listens intently, intrigued by the doggo's subtle introduction of pantheism to those of Muslim faith. Doggo continues, "You see… we are all... part of the great Allah. we are all altogether the 'body of christ' as well... let us strive, too to be the buddy of Christ humble… and not determined to be the “crucial” “fix-its” but to be the pupils and 'peep-holes' staring out, in amazement, our unique verses whether penniless or purse-hons! As if the entire universe for all time were embracing us all! a massive hug saying, 'All of you! All of you! Where we much!'" The crowd erupts in applause, moved by the doggo's message of love and unity. They understand that doG is not just talking about religion, but about the interconnectedness of all things. doG's words resonate with them, reminding them of the importance of compassion, empathy, and understanding. As the crowd disperses, they carry doG’s message with them, spreading it to others. And so, doggo's wisdom continues to spread, touching the lives of countless people around the world.

"De par trois je famille mêlée" or "De par trois je famille mélodies" When spoken quickly aloud, it sounds like "The Partridge Family," but in French it roughly translates to "By three, I family melee/melodies." This captures both the chaotic and harmonious aspects of family life and musical collaboration. This contrast between chaos and harmony is particularly fitting for a family band, where personal relationships and professional cooperation must coexist. It humorously suggests that their family life might be a bit of a "melee," but their music creates "melodies." (Actual non-canine author's note: A quick collaboration with #Claude AI! Invaluable since I remember only a wee bit from high school French.)

god busy most time. you task, quest, chums? yums. go write t'head. i bitch some but no bite. really good burrower. also have 8 nipples. jest ask dog! give good dog answers!

Glum and mumbling, numbing dumbers often make a scene insisting on being seen and faintly heard while flaunting inexplicable silences employing sly glances as lances.

doG apologies, suspect a couple of recent posts were the work of doG evil twin! We are both pictured below - doG obviously on the left. Note that this shellhound, Loosey-Fur look nothing like "God is I, doG"!

dog remember when first meet? friend tweet tweet. doggo pawed birdy think to eat,? chickadee perk up, cheep, speak no afraid, beak, beak brave and quick as puppy leap dog impressed by little peep's squeaks say it ok, dog no creep, cheep cheep dog sniffy nose aye,? but knows nose now appeased - stay -? no need worry, bird, dog just play! dog even pleasant round pheasant, dog say, today bird snort. "ha! dog speak good but must want make the words PREY! what word ever do to you?" birdy say like tickle in dog ear, still dog hear four hours away ? birds spring arose like a maize n' crows caws see sun south,? dog knows when sows summer nose falls and before next snows bird, too, goes some days, dog stick dog head? out window car ma drivin' when dao endow karma mouf drive-in - dog pants plenty and planty sometimes even get dog fed en boca cerrada no entran moscas, but dog can't help nose dive in! is data 'nuf said? imagine dog fly like feathered friend, so amaze once dog catch fly in roof... roof ! of mouf, happy fur days ooh! yayz! never ending store he, know phrase? alone some, here some summer, slumber, laze on cloudy daze miss chum so many ways dog look up and sink. miss wordy friend thinks even miss funny way bird stink know purty wings peeks, seeks like no buddy else peaks wonder if dog now have worm in wake holler where once nestle den friend hole in dog heart's like collar for missing twin scholar but dog knows no lessen den regrow bigger to make room then some time, bird once say, even sky.... is blue dog knot nosy? which gray that is?? knows you? and if sometime like dog, you mope dog say chin up,?climb, cope so great big sky dog? hug you too so sow dog hope

doG say we should not shame others for being true with their words... nor you, too, for being new to dares... if no one sticks feats in mouf how know which sneaker eats? better to know which lambkin bleats! not teach be nosy, tall leets!

Amusing conversation I overheard: "Tell the FBI! I mean are you kidding me?!" she says, incredulous. "But what if they already know?" he mutters. "Uh.... duh... tell them anyway! You do realize that just like your congresscritter, they are also prone to prioritize according to how many 'constituents' call them 'complaining', right? I mean at least if you aren't calling to report an actual crime, that is. If you're just calling to say 'uh, my new neighbor is kinda acting suspicious and goes around experimenting with homemade shoe soles and I'm worried he's trying to make a shoe kabloooey thingy'... well they get a lot of 'see something => say something' reports... especially on the anonymous tip line." "I'm sure they already know..." he mumbles. "Dude are you serious?? You're too afraid to spend a few minutes calling even the anonymous tip line of the FBI, and yet you spend ridiculous amounts of time following the guy and even harassing him in petty, secretive ways... and your excuse is 'well somebody might have beat me to it'??" "Well I just *know*" "Oh... so well you won't even show the confidence... or accountability... or sanity to just post it *once* to your facebook? And thereafter be done with it? You know... the one filled with public posts and rants about Biden this, Trump that.... you know... rants about people you know zilch about?" "Well where there's smoke..." "You do know the rest of that saying, right? 'Where there's smoke, there's *fire*'. Not imaginary smoke.... but you know... actual, real smoke. As in literal, not figurative, immediate evidence of an actual fire. As in right now. As in you can *see* it, *smell* it, possibly even feel the heat, if you're close enough. That saying literally means the _opposite_ of how you're using it!" "Yeah that's what I mean! There must be fire!" "Um, no, that's not even remotely what you mean. You mean specifically that there is thus far no actual evidence or even _sworn statements_... heck, not even 'hearsay' that's willing to be 'on the record.' Only quite profitable rumors spread by literally profit-motivated talking 'heeds' - dumbasses whose ongoing salary directly depends on 'selling' such assumptions and 'pre-judgements' i.e. prejudices. Asslighting - er, I mean gaslighting - your very own farts doesn't count as 'smoke'" "But what if they were to investigate me?" "Oh right... you okay with reporting your itchy, but apparently prescient, nutsack's prejudice.... as long as it only inconveniences some poor wannabe 'Nike v2' founder experimenting with shoe goo and his thrift store waffle iron." ---- I don't know who that lady was, but that whole exchange was freakin' _epic_!