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11/14/2003 - And now for something completely diffrent...
This is ganked from this site, but don't click that link if your mom is in the room. "Gorgeous article about the folklore springing up among urban homeless children (via boingboing). Their stories are inventive and astonishingly poetic. To homeless children sleeping on the street, neon is as comforting as a night-light. Angels love colored light too. After nightfall in downtown Miami, they nibble on the NationsBank building—always drenched in a green, pink, or golden glow. "They eat light so they can fly." On Christmas night a year ago, God fled Heaven to escape an audacious demon attack—a celestial Tet Offensive. The demons smashed to dust his palace of beautiful blue-moon marble. "Demons found doors to our world"...The demons' gateways from Hell include abandoned refrigerators, mirrors, Ghost Town (the nickname shelter children have for a cemetery somewhere in Dade County), and Jeep Cherokees with "black windows." And this is heartbreaking: God's final days before his disappearance were a waking dream. There were so many crises on Earth that he never slept. Angels reported rumors of Bloody Mary's pact with Satan: she had killed her own child and had made a secret vow to kill all human children. All night God listened as frantic prayers bombarded him. Images of earthly lives flowed across his palace wall like shadows while he heard gunfire, music, laughing, crying from all over Earth. And then one night Bloody Mary roared over the walls of Heaven with an army from Hell. God didn't just flee from the demons, he went crazy with grief over who led them. Bloody Mary, some homeless children say the spirits have told them, was Jesus Christ's mother. "No one believe us! But it's true! It's true!" cries Andre at the Salvation Army shelter on NW 38th Street. "It mean there's no one left in the sky watching us but demons." I am blown away by the sophisticated and apt cosmogeny these children have built for themselves. But then I daresay it takes an imaginative life of steel to survive some childhoods. What these determined children do is snatch dark and bright fragments of Halloween fables, TV news, and candy-colored Bible-story leaflets from street-corner preachers, and like birds building a nest from scraps, weave their own myths." I thought that was some good stuff. The Onion: "Mom Finds Out About Blog" And, of course, the Blogger follow-up: "What to do if your mom discovers your blog..." Hooray! More later, probably. Saw the Matrix: Revolutions a few days ago. It was...mmm. EDIT'D!: Remebered what I was originally going to post. "If I had the chance, I would shoot Britney Spears right now" -some congressman's WIFE. At an ANTI-VIOLENCE rally, mind you. I think I want to be a politician. //Greg::12:34 AM EST\ # | |
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