Posted by: Salman Agah
I really racked my brain for ideas regarding what I wanted to write about for my first blog post. I'm really a fan of things that are not forced and that manifest naturally. While on a trip to New York recently, my friend Mark Gonzales sent me a text message saying that he'd written a story about God. After reading the story, I thought that I'd share it as my first post...

Here's why... much like Ian's machines, which are functional works of art, The Gonz himself, as well as the things he's done and made, have been an inspiration to millions during his last 40 years here on earth. One word comes to mind when I think about Falcon and Mark; that word is ORIGINAL. Unlike Ian's works of art which are meticulously hand crafted, Mark's work is off-the-cuff, spontaneous, gross and unpolished. However, there is a common thread that weaves itself through both. That thread is ingenuity. In a homogenized world full of political correctness and group think, it's refreshing to know people that are doing things their own way. Thanks, guys!

Original: a primary form or type from which varieties are derived. An original work, writing, or the like, as opposed to any copy or imitation. A person whose ways of thinking or acting are original. An eccentric person. A source of being; an author or originator.



# 1 - Gordon Godwind went
into town every day on
his way into town he
would stop at the petrol
stachion weather he needed
Gas our not.
He enjoeyed stoping
so that he could say hello
to windy this rutine was
running five years on.
Windy seemed to like
Godwinds visets she just
Called him God and left
the wind out.



# 2 - windy noticed something
verry strange every time
God would show up. no
matter how sunny it was
it was shore to rain Be-
for he Got their and af-
ter he LEFT would leave.
and NO other Customers
would ever Be their at the
same time. she knew that
she was not crazy. so
she just took it for it was
How "the way things our"
infackt outside working at



# 3 - the Gas stacthion windy was
a verry respeckted woman
Her Husband that Owned
the petrol petraul stachion
was named Ham short
for sam son they changed
the "s" to an "H" caus he
was as strong as
Hurculeas and that was
why they would say he
was like samson an hurkul
ees put together Ham liked
to sleep in unlill 3:00 PM
Ham woud stop work at



# 4 - 5:00 AM He ushauly started
work at when ever EVER he
felt like it mostly God
would show up 15min
after Ham had Gone Home
windy when not at the
Gas statchion would Bake THE
enter Bake STUFF THAT SHE WOULD BAKE SHE WOULD ENTER iNTO > Contest's. quilting
painting land scapes an d
RIGHTING to Her son that was
in prison. But her son
never rote Back Windy
felt verry Bad Out side
Her purfect life not Getting



# 5 - a letter from her son in
prison was the only in-
purfect thing to her life
Other than that. "all was
well" it was 6:00AM Windy
was working the rain
started "oh Hear Comes God"
SHE THOUGHT
five our ten minnets of rain
And as shore as ever
Godwind pulled up this
time he needed Gas he
pumed it himself and
went indid to pay. "Good
to see you God.



# 6 - Godwind responed nor-
mally verry quiet he seaid
shore Good to see me
But not so Good for
me to Be seen. windy
laghed she thought that
it was funny only she
did not know how truth-
full God wind was Being
God liked this Godwind
liked this about Her WINDY she
was simple and Blived
mostly every thing that
people told Her



# 7 - Godwind falleasleep To His GOOD BYES. the sun
Came out and then it Be-
gan to rain Once more
at the Gas stachion.
That afternoon the post
man deliverd a letter
it was from > WiNDYS SON the prisoner
windy Could not open it
she did not know what
it would say. so she
waited untill she Got Home
warm and cozzie Bye a
Fire she opend the letter and
it read dearest mom i have
recived all of your letters and read



# 8 - theam all severall times i have
not know what exactly
to say. he rigts a strange
thing to Her WiNDY saying that he
likes war storys. an how he
purtickurly likes kamakazie's
and that the meaning OF
KAMAKAZI ruffauly translates to
God and wind when she
read this a chill came over her
Boady and she realized. the man
that she called God was truly
God she Belived this to Be, so
caus after reciveing the letter from her
son she never saw the man called god wind agine

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