stephen and I were talking about the 7 mortal sins today.

and in light of recent weeks here at school, we’ve decided that there ought to be 8.

Eight mortal sins.

What would the eighth sin be?

The horrible sin of douchebaggery.

I feel like a rat leaving a sinking ship with what I’ve learned the last couple of days.

from last night. I was at pacifica, and as is their usual practice, they were making fun of christianity, more importantly they were disdainful towards God. Because to them, God is an outmoded concept. So I stood up, and attempted to tell a fairy tale. This is the most crystal clear part of the dream:

There was once an Eagle, who thought it was the greatest being ever. It knew everything, saw everything. It had glorious plumage, bright and colourful. It didn’t want to talk to ANY creature, and knew it was King of the birds. Then, it was given an egg to be taken care of.

The eagle didn’t know what to do. So it asked around, trying to find out how to handle the egg. (it was at this point in the story that I attempted to think of the ugliest bird possible(a buzzard popped into my mind), but I didn’t say that, instead I continued the story as follows…)

Finally, the glorious eagle talked to a quail, most plain of the birds. (I made quail sounds for the audience, all of whom were in pacifica, and most especially for the president of the college who was the leader in the remarks told of above, I don’t know why I did this, and I don’t even know if the sounds I made were even quail sounds, I can still hear them). The quail helped the eagle understand what to do with the egg. The eagle was to keep it warm and sit on it for some time for the egg to be properly cared for.

the words and image that the quail used to explain this was “God sitting on an egg”, which to my mind was sort of funny.

then I woke up.

SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21). Whether it’s joy or sadness, you’ll feel it fully, deeply, madly. Be on the lookout for energy-vampires, and don’t let them near you. Emotions are too easily manipulated under these skies.

It’s a good thing I brought my wooden stake today.

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