Foster’s Kiss Tattoo
January 18th, 2008
ideas, saulism
I’m thinking about getting a tattoo of Foster’s Kiss over my heart, in recognition of my reception into the inner circle of self-religion. I’m saved–from antiquated dogma and superstitious intolerance. Thou art god. I am god!
“Did you know that all Fosterites are tattooed? Real Church members, I mean, the ones who are eternally saved forever and a day–like me? Oh, I don’t mean tattooed all over but–see that? Right over my heart? That’s Foster’s holy kiss. George worked it in so that it looks like part of the picture…so that nobody could guess. But it’s his kiss–and Foster put it there hisself!” She looked ecstatically proud.
They examined it. “It is a kiss mark,” Jill said wonderingly, “like somebody had kissed you there wearing lipstick. I thought it was part of the sunset.”
“Yes, indeedy, that’s how George fixed it. Because you don’t show Foster’s kiss to anyone who doesn’t wear Foster’s kiss–and I never have, up to now. But,” she insisted, “you’re going to wear one, both of you, someday–and when you do, I want to tattoo ‘em on.”
Jill said, “I don’t understand, Patty. How can he kiss us? After all, he’s–up in Heaven.”
“Yes, dearie, he is. Let me explain. Any priest or priestess can give you Foster’s kiss. It means God’s in your heart, God is part of you…forever.”
Mike was suddenly intent. “Thou art God!”
“Huh, Michael? Well–I’ve never heard it put that way. But that does express it…God is in you and of you and with you, and the Devil can’t get at you.”
“Yes,” agreed Mike. “You grok God.”
– Robert Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land
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Yes indeedy. I grok the thouness inherent to my shell. Ya know, it’s funny. When Alice and I decided to get those tattoos I had completely forgotten about that part of SIASL. I wonder if she had.
So many ideas are triggered by your post. Thanks for the info.