It must be fate

There is a day once a year that the three fates look forward to.
The three fates, you ask? You may not have heard.
There are three women. They each have a shape.
One is young and comely. The blossom of youth.
One is middle aged. Practical and knowledgeable.
One is old. A bit on the crazy side but very, very wise. The Crone.
These three women weave the tapestry of destiny.
They are the spider. They have the power to end threads.
Do they just record or do they innovate? No one knows.
But once a year. Once a year.
Once a year these fine ladies get to put down their sewing and do something that keeps them centered.
They all get to become the same age.
The first year, they all become sixteen for a day.
The second year, they all become 38 for a day.
The last year, they all become 82 for a day.
And then it starts all over.
It’s the little annual window into each other’s life that keeps them centered and knowledgeable about what the other woman’s mind set is and what they feel like in that body. It’s the mix of their outlooks that results in the harmony.
Next week it’s time to be sixteen again.
They will take the day off and sit on a beach in Waikiki and give beauty pageant trophies to each other, laughing and laughing.


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I went to see Arctic Monkeys last night at the commodore. A friend of mine came through for me at the last minute. Pretty good group. I'll post footage tomorrow.
I'm going to see Salome tonight. Come one, come all. It's the last night.
Had a great day today playing pool with my brother and seeing friends. I realized the other day that not much of my actual life ends up here on the page. I'm a very, very busy person so there should be lots. I'll try to do more of that in the future.

Tomorrow is Korean Movie Monday. Come on down. It's a lot of fun. Although apparently not as fun as Mandarin Movie Tuesday. Tee hee.

People get it wrong.

No one has seen Hell or Heaven for a while. Once in a while people get a
glimpse of the entrance that forks to both places but that’s it. A tunnel
with the white light at the end and all that.
Dante got a glimpse of hell. That guy who did the big painting did as well.
A few of those prophets in the bible got a glimpse of heaven, too.
The jury is still out on whether or not we created the two places or if they
were always there. They are sort of an agreed upon post death mass
hallucination.
We influence indirectly the shape and nature of Heaven and Hell. The
essence of our day to day life shapes our expectations. What’s Heaven
without super fast internet or an ipod with all the music ever? What’s Hell
without droning office work for eternity?
What I’m saying is that our visions of the Hell and Heaven are out of date.
Indeed the old ways are still there. For instance:
In Heaven there are still wings, flowing robes and halos.
In Hell there are still leathery tails, flames and sulphur.
But things are modernized now. They’re still behind the times but they’re
catching up. Like a building in a European city that’s been around since
before Christ and is now a hostel with wireless internet. The old ways
mixing with the new.
There are demons from the Old West.
There are angels from those drag racing James Dean style movies.
An obsession with fashion helps pass the time.
Piercing and tattoos are starting to get popular these days. And blogs.
And email.

There is an Under World Wide Web.
There is a High Holy Halo Net.

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There are six billion of us down here on earth and slightly more than that
already up there. How do you think they keep track of things?
There is a friendsreunited.com.hvn up in Heaven. There is a
classmates.com.hvn up there as well.
Hell has a lavalife.com.hll. Hell has a rotten.com.hll that puts ours to
shame.
You can take a tour of the homes of the stars up in heaven, just like in
Beverly Hills, except that it takes years.
And the rock concerts in hell, while only for the demons, are something
else. They’ve kept up with the times.

The moral of the story is this. If you're going to hell, be prepared to get hired. No halfway measures.

http://www.locksley.com/hell/

http://www.rotten.com/library/religion/hell/

http://biblia.com/heaven/hell-art.htm




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