‘Why has my staff turned into a fish?’
‘I don’t know, but my sandals are marshmallows.’
‘Chaos! Will you go play somewhere else?’
‘Sorry, I’m sorry! It just happens, I can’t control it!’
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This was the Trifextra challenge this weekend:
Buddhist cosmology tells of Trāyastriṃśa, or the Heaven of Thirty-Three gods, which rule over the human realm. This weekend we’re asking for exactly 33 of your own words about a god of your own devising that shares heaven with the other thirty-two gods. Make it yours and have fun with it.
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Haha! If chaos comes knocking, I’ll be sure not to answer the door.
If you did, it would just turn into a waterfall or something anyway 😉
~snicker~ awaiting an open door would belie his very nature, but let me know if it works 🙂
Chaos would be my favourite.
Very funny writing, this. 😀
Awesome, I’m glad you found it funny, as I admit I made myself with this one 🙂 Thank you!
I’m pretty sure Chaos has been personified in my son! Love this take! 😀
Thank you very much 🙂 Yeah, I’m pretty sure he camps out in kids’ brains til they’re around…well, I don’t know, mine’s almost 16 and he still seems to be hanging out, so good luck, ha!
You know, Marshmallow Sandals would be an interesting band name….:P
Hahaha! Sort of like Phish meets the Flaming Lips, I think 🙂
Chaos is the neighbor of God — (name of play in Swedish)
Ha, really? I find that very fitting…
I’m rather surprised there isn’t already a god of Chaos. Someone resembling him certainly seems to visit our house often…
He is the God that never learned to take the polite hint and GO THE HELL HOME ALREADY 😉
I am intimately acquainted with this god!
Marshmallow sandals sound so comfy!
He never shuts up 🙂 Right?? Sounds even better than the ones made out of old yoga mats. Maybe a tad stickier…
A fishy staff could be problematic! Nicely done!
Something tells me that it would not do what one typically expected from their staff 😉