Look at him. Mocking you. He's mocking you with his evil froggy-eyes, his mouth wide open like the a cavernous Ferrari-adorned garage, curled at the corners with gleeful intent.
But the Laughing Frog needs you more than you need him. He needs you to stare at this photo, to use your imagination, to surrender to the possibility. To believe he exists. Once you believe, it's hard to go back. You'll entrench yourself. Reason will seem unreasonable.
This picture of the laughing frog, blurry though it is, is more evidence than any deity. And yet, it's not. It's just another stupid picture taken in my pocket by my stupid phone.
But the Laughing Frog needs you more than you need him. He needs you to stare at this photo, to use your imagination, to surrender to the possibility. To believe he exists. Once you believe, it's hard to go back. You'll entrench yourself. Reason will seem unreasonable.
This picture of the laughing frog, blurry though it is, is more evidence than any deity. And yet, it's not. It's just another stupid picture taken in my pocket by my stupid phone.
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