Polar Bear Dreams
I had a dream last night that I had a pet polar bear. My beloved reader, you must realize that this is no ordinary polar bear. It was a pet polar bear that I rode around. It also shoots rainbow lasers out of its eyeballs. Did I mention that it could fly? It was so awesome! The bear flew around and shot bad guys with its rainbow laser eyes and blew them into an oblivion.
You Like How I added a picture? I figured you’d enjoy an illustration to accompany my story!
After we flew around, en-kindling baddies on fire, we somehow magically flew to a cemetery where I fed it treats. I woke up feeling dismal, for I have no awesome laser-shooting, criminal igniting, flying polar bear. I was also very confused…why the cemetery?
Hypocrite Experiment
I don’t understand what is wrong with the current Christian church situation. Everybody that follows the Christian religion should know and understand the teachings of Jesus Christ. They are not that hard to understand. However, I notice when I attend church there is constant judgment of others.
WOW… what the fuck!?! Didn’t Jesus tell you not to judge others? Why are we wearing expensive suits and dresses to church then? Didn’t the bible also mention vanity as one of the seven deadly sins? Double whammy! If you go to church wearing rags, I bet you no one will look at you or even speak to you. The only one that will feign interest in you is the pastor, if he is a good pastor. However, if you wear a suit, slick your hair back, and wear a rolex…I guarantee you everyone will smile, introduce themselves, and converse with you. They will put on this facade and hope to lighten your material wealth while increasing your ‘spiritual’ wealth. This is only a theory however, and must be proven with experimentation because if I am quick to judge others as hypocrites, I guess that makes me one too.
That’s why I’ve decided on Sunday, August 8, I will attend a prominent church (Hyde Park Presbyterian) in rags and record the reaction I get from the crowd. This is option A, considering I have a decent haircut and cannot grow a beard, I won’t be able to pass off as a homeless person. I think I will go to option B which is paying a homeless person to attend church with me. I will sit in a separate seat and record the reaction of the attendees.
I’ll post the findings of my ‘research’ once it is completed; I really hope I am proven incorrect… I want to have faith in humanity!
I want you to check this out
Crazy, in a good way. Maggie Taylor’s works combine a dream-like state with what appears to be vintage photographs of subjects, tangled with a trippy world. I especially like her “Almost Alice” series based on Through the Looking-Glass by Lewis Carroll. Those pieces don’t convey anymore messages than what the viewer perceives. They are still really fun to look at, especially the iconic “The Herald” 2006. Don’t take my word for it, I never want my readers to do just that. Check her stuff out for yourself at: http://www.maggietaylor.com/
How Romantic
I just took a shit by candlelight because the power went out. I have always considered myself a romanticist.
I stared at a beetle today…
The beetle just walked on, unaware of two shiny brown optics aiming right at its polished black armor, glistening from the orange orb in the sky. I
laughed and laughed. Stupid beetle…unaware…so unaware…very unaware of its examination and tick tock tick tock the clock kept ticking but the
beetle kept walking, nay, crawling, crawling along crawling crawling, I want to squash it but life is too delicate when you’re but a beetle.
