Mood: glad to be back
Dagda, the senior God of the Irish pantheon The Tuatha de Danaans has returned to blogging after a crisis in the home of the gods, Hyperboria. Dagda's name means The Good and as evreryone knows God is the old spelling of good so Dagda is the only divine being who can truly claim the name God. And he's Irish...
Jaysus, has it been so long since I was here...
To be honest things have been a bit hectic in Hyperboria where us God's live, what with all this climate change and Jehovah, who is not one of us, I say again JEHOVAH IS NOT A GOD, anyway he had a nervous breakdown and went crazy in the weather systems control room. Turned up the heat in the polar regions, the silly fecker.
The mammy, Dana, Great Mother of All Things tried to calm him down but he kept ranting "youse are false gods, youse don't exist."
Now this was pushing it a bit because everybody knows Dana is not the most patient of divine mothers so before long she's smacked the little culchie in the mouth and said "if I don't exist yer didn't feel that so stop twining yer little gobshite."
By that time a lot of damage had been done, so I called all the pagan Gods together and says for two thousand years him and his boy hasve been distracting our people from the job of living in harmony. Now everything is bollocksed. Can we fix it?
An' they all said "Yes we can."
And then the Greek lad Hermes who's a right clever feller, he says, "we can but we need some help."
And Niamh of the Yellow Hair, Goddess of youth says, "you want to get Bono, he wants to be a God, he's be glad to help out."
So I sends Mananaan the messenger off with a message for Bono only he thought I said Bonehead so he went to see Al Gore.
And now we are into the final countdown and the heat is increasing due to all Al Gore's Live Earth gigs burning so much energy.