We had a car.
She was a beauty. On holi-days, after we restored her, more in line with our own image, we'd fill her up with new spirits and we'd see how she went. We were good to her and she only occasionly let us down - and we'd forgive her - after all, you know how cars are. I thought she was very forgiving of how we treated her. She had a good life - and to the earth she returned. We loved that car and we'll never forget her.
Some of our soul rubbed of on her - she already had a strong spirit that the makers gave her.
You see, no matter how she was built, we didn't just take her for granted - who can? We had a faith in her - but always in the knowledge that only God alone could really know all her workings.
I suppose science could explain bits of it, but no science can explain how all the atomic bonds performed and what we picked up even on one outing - and if in a thousand years science is able to, I wonder how it will explain the internal condition of the atoms in relation to the whole, say during the time we drove over that particular stone. And when we can do that - what happens when we examine the space inside the atoms? Science is a never ending series of guestimations that follows well behind God, for always.
B ang
Edited by - Bang on 10 June 2002 8:45:10