Ain't NOTHING easy about Sunday morning...

Wednesday, July 23, 2003

i've been lost in the dark room for days...
b&w is fun again.

If you're reading this, scream at me.
My point exactly.
I went to the Franciscan Monastery today.
It's beautiful.
Very Very beautiful.
I wanted to hop into one of the confessionals so badly...
it was like walking down the aisles of an adult video store...
I mean...walking down the ADULT aisles of a regular video store...
it was something I'd heard/read about, but never done..
I didn't really have anything to say or confess...
but the place was gorgeous...
too bad Jesus would have hired some migrant homeboys to tear it down...
beautiful, but not BEAUTIFUL, you know?
Just to see what had been done to the hill called Calvary...
it's no longer a hill..
now it's a little town, almost, with a bunch of churches....


i wrote a new poem called "it was about time"

all my ex-girlfriends are current happily involved...


I wonder how that feels.

SCreaM with me...

The message version of the book of James encourages us to

"Hit Rock Bottom and Cry out to God."
Amen.

((This month's issue of RELEVANT Magazine is about 96% on the ball when it comes to being able to explain WHY the PHRAGMYTES i've decided to make films.))

Look, Cameron, I'm plugging your magazine...