Backlit Bliss

My brothers and I had a babysitter from across the field that ran down the middle of the complex. He was the eldest brother of a family that my family was close to, his name was Curtis. Being only fourteen he was a fun, and very probably, irresponsible babysitter. We would run crazy around the house and flip over all the sofas to make huge forts. And it was because of him that I saw the most beautiful sight I had ever seen up until that point, I was still five years old. He had a hand-held video game that was in color and backlit. It was this game where you just through up a ball and caught it or something simple like that. The game mattered little, it was the light and the sound; the game took place on the brightest summer day along a riverside walkway, over looking a beautiful cityscape. Birds stood still in the sky and white clouds were placed as immortal burst of light. And the thought struck me then of how amazing it was to experience this summer warmth when outside it was dark and winter and almost bed time. Here was a small piece of heaven in your hand that you could experience at anytime or place with an angelic midi-choir to be the soundtrack to this perfect day. Inside I was utterly elated, outside I exclaimed simply, “cool game, let me try!”

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Diversion

Death is that line between the grass and the gravel,
Driving with the wind blowing through all the windows,
Turn the handle to put them up and keep the dust out,
What would I do?
Such morbid thoughts.
I exit the car upside down,
Find her lying on the ground,
Find her breathing no more.
What would I do?
Such a thin line,
If he would have been looking,
If he would have kept control.

And I heard a cry so loud,
A heaving, aching moan
From my own mouth,
A cry that
I have never made
Before,
I cough from the dust,
Blood on the grass,
My ears are ringing.

A mundane thought enters my head unannounced:
Why do ears ring?
She is dead!
Does it have to do with the eardrum?
I don’t care.
I don’t care.
I don’t care.

MSN Conversation Between the Two Last People on Earth Part Five

The only little boy says: So who’s Craig?

Craig is a douche says: A friend. He didn’t come to this party I was having.

The only little boy says: oh

Craig is a douche says: But I guess I shouldn’t hold it against him now. I should change it

The only little boy says: Today would have been Christmas.

Craig is a douche says: You’re right I didn’t even notice.

Craig is a douche says: Merry Christman.

The only little boy says: yeah, I love Christman. I have all the issues.

Craig is a douche says: you mean the bible?

The only little boy says: Remember family guy. “I’ll turn this water…into FUNK!”

Craig is a douche says: “holy rusted metal Christman!” <--Robin, or John the Baptist.

The only little boy says: right… a little of the beaten path there.

The Only Way to Stop Climate Change

Egg hummers.

MSN Conversation Between the Two Last People on Earth Part Four

Craig is a douche says: Hey

The only little boy says: Hey

Craig is a douche says: I always wanted to run around town naked. y’know?

The only little boy says: You should.

Craig is a douche says: It’s eff’n cold outside. Canada man.

The only little boy says: ur in canada?

Craig is a douche says: yeah.

The only little boy says: Weird.

Craig is a douche says: y

The only little boy says: At least you should be naked at home.

Craig is a douche says: r u?

The only little boy says: Yeah. I didn’t know canadians used MSN. How did you get on my list thingy anyways?

Craig is a douche says: k, I’m naked now.

The only little boy says: Sick. Now I have to get dressed. We can’t both be naked talking to eachother.

Craig is a douche says: What, you thought we used smoke signals?

The only little boy says: No…Rotary phones.

Matt 2:16-23

Here the writer offers a well placed scripture but he leaves out the more juicy part, I think. After the part mentioned (Jer 31:15) it continues on talking about the fact that the children will return, they “shall come back to their own country” (31:17). I like this part, it smacks of resurrection and all that. Not sure why he left it out.

The wise men are something I neglected to mention before this. They are a very strange part of this story, especially if this is a Jewish tale. These guys are stargazers and all that; they believe the stars have something to do with the destiny of the region. This, though, is way outside of what Judaism was all about. It gives credence to the idea that Jesus was really haling the next sign of the Zodiac, Pisces, the fish. Why else would the story need a non-Jew to tell them that the messiah was there? Isn’t that information something the local rabbi should have? It’s a bit fishy. ---See zeitgeistmovie.com

Joseph is an interesting fellow. He has to be warned in a dream about everything. He makes no real conclusions for himself. He has a dream telling him that Herod is dead, as if that wouldn’t be big news. He then has another dream telling him to not go to a specific region; once again it is as if he just doesn’t talk to the people around him. Perhaps the author wanted to emphasize the connection to the OT Joe who had dreams all the time.

The interesting thing about the last quote is that it is not found anywhere in the OT. Perhaps there was another source that we don’t have. Or, this is just an idea, there may have been a prophet that said these things about the Messiah being a Nazorean (not to be mistaken for a Nazerite) and they were just getting around verbally. Not really sure. I think we forget that there was more that the Jews believed in than just the Torah and the rest of the OT. Already we’ve seen that the Jews had some regard for magi, who were astrologers, who we now call, in our puritanical way “wise men”. There were authorities out side of the written word. Not going to go further than that with this idea.

Kindly Advice

Read your bible every day,
listen to the pastor.
This is how one is to pray:

(prey on the weak!
Become their master)

Father in heav’n hollowed be Your words.
Kingdoms come and buildings fall
On earth, rapture me to heaven.
Give us our rations everyday.
Forgive us our fallenness,
(so loathsome, so undone! In need of a savior, in need of everything, you can do nothing, you are nothing, fallen fallen fallen!)
Just as we look away from their filth.
And lead us not into defeat,
But deliver to us the evil ones.
For Yours is the kingdom,
Yours is the power,
Yours is the choice,
Yours is the government.
Forever and forever and forever

Amen. (which means let it be)

Now take this spell into your home
chant it o’re your offspring.
Loving, humble will they become
Praises will they sing.

And when they grow, how beautiful!
And when they die, what glory!
And when the Lord returns, so merciful
An End to the Greatest Story.