God is, nominally, the author of the Bible. The man is about to meet God by means of being struck by a falling safe and going to the afterlife.
You might think that letting customers die to promote a product is a poor business decision, but presumably God will provide. Or drop another safe before the rent is due.
God may be metaphorically the author of the Bible, but I don’t think “nominally” is accurate. Some of the books are literally named after their authors.
Powers – sure, but according to some traditions, they were inspired by God, which would make God the ghostwriter.
… Holy Ghost Writer?
… Holy Ghost Writer?
You know that song, Ghost Writers In The Sky?
I chuckled at this one.
Regardless of the ‘Who wrote the Bible?’ question, whoever it was, they’re dead.
The guy is about to die, which will allow him to ‘meet the author’….just not in the bookstore.
He is in safe spot, just not for him.
Ben Franklin uses the metaphor in an epitaph he wrote for himself:
“The Body of B. Franklin, Printer; like the Cover of an old Book, Its Contents torn out, And stript of its Lettering and Gilding, Lies here, Food for Worms. But the Work shall not be wholly lost; For it will, as he believ’d, appear once more, In a new & more perfect Edition, Corrected and amended By the Author.”
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God is, nominally, the author of the Bible. The man is about to meet God by means of being struck by a falling safe and going to the afterlife.
You might think that letting customers die to promote a product is a poor business decision, but presumably God will provide. Or drop another safe before the rent is due.
God may be metaphorically the author of the Bible, but I don’t think “nominally” is accurate. Some of the books are literally named after their authors.
Powers – sure, but according to some traditions, they were inspired by God, which would make God the ghostwriter.
… Holy Ghost Writer?
… Holy Ghost Writer?
You know that song, Ghost Writers In The Sky?
I chuckled at this one.
Regardless of the ‘Who wrote the Bible?’ question, whoever it was, they’re dead.
The guy is about to die, which will allow him to ‘meet the author’….just not in the bookstore.
He is in safe spot, just not for him.
Ben Franklin uses the metaphor in an epitaph he wrote for himself:
“The Body of B. Franklin, Printer; like the Cover of an old Book, Its Contents torn out, And stript of its Lettering and Gilding, Lies here, Food for Worms. But the Work shall not be wholly lost; For it will, as he believ’d, appear once more, In a new & more perfect Edition, Corrected and amended By the Author.”