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The Book of Bokonon

Discussion in 'Theological Concepts' started by Howard Is, Aug 25, 2019.

  1. Howard Is

    Howard Is Lucky Mud

    Apr 17, 2019
    Loving Kindness
    The Books of Bokonon

    I will be posting sections of the Book of Bokonon for discussion

    This is not a DIR, so nonBokononians are welcome.

    And you would be welcome even if it was, because Bokononians are pretty laid back.

    Let’s begin.

    “Editor's Introduction
    In Cat's Cradle, Kurt Vonnegut, Jr., created a new religion, Bokononism. The holy scripture of Bokononism was the ever-growing "Books of Bokonon", written by Bokonon -- a British Episcopalian Negro from the island of Tobago whose real name was Lionel Boyd Johnson [ 48 ] -- as a way to distract the people of San Lorenzo from their pitiful lives. What is sacred to Bokononists? Not God; just one thing: man. [ 94 ]”
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  2. Howard Is

    Howard Is Lucky Mud

    Apr 17, 2019
    Loving Kindness
    Verse 1: All of the true things that I am about to tell you are shameless lies. [ 4 ]

    Verses 2-4 (?): In the beginning, God created the earth, and he looked upon it in His cosmic loneliness.

    And God said, "Let Us make living creatures out of mud, so the mud can see what We have done." And God created every living creature that now moveth, and one was man. Mud as man alone could speak. God leaned close as mud as man sat up, looked around, and spoke. Man blinked. "What is the purpose of all this?" he asked politely.

    "Everything must have a purpose?" asked God.

    "Certainly," said man.

    "Then I leave it to you to think of one for all this," said God.

    And He went away. [ 118 ]
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  3. Howard Is

    Howard Is Lucky Mud

    Apr 17, 2019
    Loving Kindness
    The Calypsos
    On Dynamic Tension [ 47 ]

    "Papa" Monzano, he's so very bad
    But without bad "Papa" I would be so sad;
    Because without "Papa's" badness,
    Tell me, if you would,
    How could wicked old Bokonon
    Ever, ever look good?

    On the Natives of San Lorenzo: [ 56 ]

    Oh, a very sorry people, yes,
    Did I find here.
    Oh, they had no music,
    And they had no beer.
    And, oh, everywhere
    Where they tried to perch
    Belonged to Castle Sugar, Incorporated,
    Or the Catholic church.

    On the creation of Bokononism: [ 58 ]

    I wanted all things
    To seem to make some sense,
    So we could all be happy, yes,
    Instead of tense.
    And I made up lies
    So that they all fit nice,
    And I made this sad world
    A par-a-dise.

    On the end of the world: [ 119 ]

    Someday, someday, this crazy world will have to end,
    And our God will take things back that He to us did lend.
    And if, on that sad day, you want to scold our God,
    Why just go ahead and scold Him. He'll just smile and nod.

    The Boko-maru Calypso [ 72 ]

    We will touch our feet, yes,
    Yes, for all we're worth,
    And we will love each other, yes,
    Yes, like we love our Mother Earth.

    The Fourteenth Calypso [ 48 ]

    When I was young
    I was so gay and mean,
    And I drank and chased the girls
    Just like young St. Augustine.
    Saint Augustine,
    He got to be a saint.
    So, if I get to be one, also,
    Please. Mama, don't you faint.

    The Fifty-third Calypso [ 2 ]

    Oh, a sleeping drunkard
    Up in Central Park,
    And a lion-hunter
    In the jungle dark,
    And a Chinese dentist,
    And a British queen--
    All fit together
    In the same machine.
    Nice, nice, very nice;
    Nice, nice, very nice;
    Nice, nice, very nice--
    So many different people
    In the same device.

    The Hundred-and-nineteenth Calypso [ 102 ]

    "Where's my good old gang done gone?"
    I heard a sad man say.
    I whispered in that sad man's ear,
    "Your gang's done gone away."