Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Something profound

I like things that grab your attention and draw you in. I’d love a job as the sleeve writer for book covers – those little excerpts that make people want to read it.

Daniel was afraid for his life, but he knew a decision had to be made, right or wrong, his life was destined to be changed forever,,,,

Like I said, I like to draw people in.

My thoughts for today are. What is the go with chocolate and Jesus day? I’ve never understood the whole Easter bunny and chocolate eggs deal in relation to celebrating Zombie Jesus rising from the dead. (If you’re religious I do apologise should I offend you. I’m not religious as you can probably tell)

See here’s the thing. You go anywhere in the world and stay at a motel, you WILL find what I refer to as the Jesus draw. The draw which contains the bible as distributed by Gideon’s (I don’t know who Gideon’s is) I’ve never owned a Bible, nor have I read any of it. I know some of the well known passages that get flogged in movies such as the valley of death speech from Pulp fiction. But other than that. I’m not up to speed on the whole Christian / Jesus / God thing. Though I do remember a time in ‘religion’ classes at primary school. (They were held once a month on a Thursday morning for an hour!) when the religious teacher lady asked some question (I don’t know what she asked as I didn’t actually hear that she said) as myself and this boy called Alan we’re not paying attention, he said something and my answer to him was ‘Jesus Christ’ and I was pulled back into reality by the teacher saying quite clearly at the front ‘Yes Sally that’s correct!’

What blows me away is:
a) Rabbits and eggs are married up (I’m assuming it’s some subliminal message about creating life maybe??)

b) Chocolate eggs and rabbits?

c) All I can see is a chocolate is apparently an aphrodisiac, and rabbits are well supposed to fuck a lot.

So what is the actual message of Easter? Other than Jesus is clearly a zombie as he’s come back from the dead!!! *lol* I can so hear my friends telling me I’m going to hell for that comment right now. Little do they know we’re probably already in it (hell)

Don’t get me wrong. I’m all about right and wrong, there’s an entire ‘morals’ entry there. But isn’t that human nature? That we treat others how we’d like to be treated? Thus my theory of those who are right fucking arse-holes basically give us a free ticket to be right fucking arse-holes back to them, because at the end of the day they aren’t trying to be cocky fuckers, they just want someone to treat them like shit!?!

So there is my profound thoughts on today Easter Sunday 2010 also known as ‘eat a shit load of chocolate day and ‘oi I’m not dead in here’ Zombie Jesus day.

That’s all I’ve got.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Post # 12 - Happy Easter

Happy Easter. I hope the over indulgence of chocolate today won't come back to literally bite you on the arse as it expands from the consumption of the aforementioned chocolate.

I've got a couple of things I want to tick off the list for today's BEDA entry.

Firstly - Evil relatives have left the building... Yes that 'Woohoo' you could hear this morning, that you thought were just the voices in your head taunting you again, was actually me - being overjoyed that the evil homophobic relatives left. I won't see them again (Thankfully!) until someone either dies, or they 'want' something!

Secondly - Cemetery's: What is it about graveyards that cause people to look at others with what can only be described as alarming stares? As though you are suddenly going to 'jump' them or the dead will suddenly rise from the graves in a mass zombie take over. What ever happened to smiling politely? That gentle nodding of the head as an acknowledgement, allowing others in the vicinity to realise you know they are there.

I mean in reality most people who go to a cemetery are there to pay their respects to loved ones. I went to the cemetry today to put flowers on my Nan's and my Uncles graves. Easter is a popular time for people to 'visit' the dead. But I wasn't aware just how rude some people can be whilst visiting such hallowed ground. Young teenage girls who giggled and yelled out to one another fucked me right off. These girls parents clearly were embarrased, yet done nothing? There was no Shhh, no be quiet, no that's enough, no SHOW SOME RESPECT!

If these girls had been related to me. I'd have told them to a) shutup and b) show a little respect. It's all fine to blame the 'youth' of today for the large spiral of shit which decends upon society. But not all 'young' people are the same. Most of the young people I know are respectful, well mannered, intelligent and most of all NOT rude. (I'm sure that falls under respectful... But anyway)

I spent my day amongst the dead, eating chocolate and cheering that the evil relatives have left the building. The nice ones leave tomorrow.

That's all I've got.