We discovered the first spaghetti monster shrine on the University of North Carolina at Asheville campus.
-Jim

Same adorable lil FSM from chrifsmas time, but he is now OUT of the office and traveling! If you were hanging from my rearview, you’d be a little freaked out too. Expect more pics from the travels of Noodly Jr. :)

Leah , Cape Coral FL

After the Gospel opened my eyes a year or so ago, I had to share the word with my girlfriend. We moved into a new apartment and before long, we spotted a Flying Spaghetti Monster hanging out on our wall. He just sort of hangs there, all day, watching over the place. Sometimes, if it’s been a hard day, we grasp one of his Noodly Appendages and all of our worries fade into his doughy abyss. I swear i’ve seen his Googly Eyes follow me a few times. It’s a miracle if i’ve ever seen one…and I have, and this is that one….it’s self validating. Whoo! Attached is a shot I captured…

– Christopher

I was walking through a park in Melbourne, Australia when my cousin and I came across to find a fountian and what appeared to ber his noodliness being upheld by man.
Coincidence? I think not.

-Lily

Last month I was having a scuba diving holiday off Malaysian Borneo with some friends. One day, I had been shooting a video clip of a giant turtle, in the course of it I had been swimming upside down, and then I suddenly got the most intense experience! Right there in front of me, I witnessed His presence, his noodly appendages appearing clearer before my eyes then they had ever done before.
-Peter

I was delighted to see this manifestation of His Noodleness in in the Tower of David adjacent to the Jaffa Gate in the Old City Walls of Jerusalem. Awesome, don’t you think?

Y. R.

As an athiest and a feminist, I have had a lot of trouble with your Church’s vision of “heaven”. ..really, a stripper factory?!?! As a herteosexual woman, I don’t find this vision of heaven very appealing. And I really don’t like beer at all. I’m more of a red wine gal. I also have had problems with Pastafarianism since my doctor told me I have to cut back on carbs. I admit, giving up pasta has me really stresses out, so much so that while cleaning my kitchen up today, I dropped a coffee filter FULL of wet ground on the floor. As I started to clean it up, His Nooldy Goodness touched me and gave me this vision:

In Heaven, I can eat all the pasta I want and still have the body of a stripper! I can run my “self” through the Stripper Factory system over and over again, changing my appearance by pushing the “reset button” before I go into it. I will have infinite costumes, hair and make-up changes and I will feel strong and vibrant enough to pole dance (something I can’t do now since I’m almost 60.) “He” also whispered into my ear that the beer in heaven tastes the way one wants it to taste…so the Beer Volcano is magical in that the beer sometimes tastes like a chocolate milk shake – or – a really nice Cabernet. It really solves all my theological problems.

When the vision faded, I awoke on the kitchen floor thinking I had had a stroke, but then, I saw the splattered coffee grounds (see attachment) and knew I had truely been blessed by “Him”.

Alison in Sherman Oaks