"Swearing was invented as a compromise between running away and fighting."— Finley Peter Dunne (via unicornology)(via simko)
So, the dreaded day of going back to school is here. A friend did put it right. If the environment and everything it encompassed wasn't such a stinking cesspool, school would be as fun as back in Montfort. Unfortunately, it ain't. Oh well. Woe be me.
Anyway, back in the day of paganism and the occult, gods use to walk the earth. Not the A Lister's like Jesus, but general wannabes whom the locals liked to think embodied the spirit of their respective gods. Egypt too, practiced such things, where they're Pharaoh was supposedly the embodiment or son of the sun god. I think embodiment. Anyway, it still exists to this day, such practices. Only not with actual proclaimed gods. Its more subtle, and they go by a new title. Stars. Pop- stars. Rock- stars. Bands. Like beliefs, the preferences of which god they will favour now change with the masses, but all in all its still there. reverence, paying homaged, ludicrous fees to see the show, insisting on that picture being taken to show the world your apparent proximity to a false god. How odd. How sheep like. Then you wonder why we were called the flock in the Christan and catholic faith. cause we go ba ba bananas over something the masses are all over about.heh.
Awright. off to finish the journal. And I'm officially back from the hiatus.
Happy 2009.
So, the dreaded day of going back to school is here. A friend did put it right. If the environment and everything it encompassed wasn't such a stinking cesspool, school would be as fun as back in Montfort. Unfortunately, it ain't. Oh well. Woe be me.
Anyway, back in the day of paganism and the occult, gods use to walk the earth. Not the A Lister's like Jesus, but general wannabes whom the locals liked to think embodied the spirit of their respective gods. Egypt too, practiced such things, where they're Pharaoh was supposedly the embodiment or son of the sun god. I think embodiment. Anyway, it still exists to this day, such practices. Only not with actual proclaimed gods. Its more subtle, and they go by a new title. Stars. Pop- stars. Rock- stars. Bands. Like beliefs, the preferences of which god they will favour now change with the masses, but all in all its still there. reverence, paying homaged, ludicrous fees to see the show, insisting on that picture being taken to show the world your apparent proximity to a false god. How odd. How sheep like. Then you wonder why we were called the flock in the Christan and catholic faith. cause we go ba ba bananas over something the masses are all over about.heh.
Awright. off to finish the journal. And I'm officially back from the hiatus.
Happy 2009.
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