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September 10, 1998The Book of BoB: Chapter 2 What type of cereal do we live upon? A Cocoa Krispie? A Lucky Charm? A Kix ball, or perhaps one of those whatever you call them pieces of Shredded Wheat? We could even be a raisin. This question of our cereal geological chronology hits to the very heart of the theology of BoB. With a simple answer, we create a complete profile of our omnipotent master. The very cereal is quite indicative of the kind of man BoB is. His health lifestyle is directed immediately by his choice of cereal. If BoB partakes of Lucky Charms on a regular basis, we must question his age, or perhaps his level of maturity. Shredded Wheat tells us more of an older man focused on his inner workings and regular bowel movements. His actions are thus decided such. So, we must ask what kind of cereal? But do we do dare be so foolish about the cereal? After all this is the cereal of BoB, so why should Kelloggs or General Mills, or even the generic Malt-o-Meal, also package and sell the same cereal we live upon? But who are we to believe the entire cereal is the Earth? Perhaps this world is but a granule, a dried fleck of milk upon the surface of the giant cereal. Maybe our galaxy is the cereal, or our solar system, or even the universe. And if the soup drenched this cosmic processed breakfast fare, would not life have sprung elsewhere? And the very nature of modern physics depends on the shape of the cereal, for is space flat, curved, or perhaps crispy even in milk? And who are we to also think that we are alone, that only one piece of cereal fell upon the Great Kitchen Floor of Existence? BoB's choice of the Spork would not allow just cereal to fall from the heavens; many should have joined it. Are these Brothers of the Milk the planets, the stars, the galaxies, or other universes in all their own? Tomorrow: The Midnight Snack's Minions and Other Threats to Us
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