Ra Passion!

Easter Saturday 1:39 a.m.
Since I started doing juju with the photie of the boy in the Turin Shroud some years ago, I can consider myself a Christian.

This is not really a religious bloggy. I'm really a pragmatist. I want to see what works.

What is a pragmatist, Jack? Well, Hotboy, it doesn't matter if the cat's black or white so long as it catches mice.

Since I was in Bellshill today ... anyway, the Good Friday bit kind of passed me by, but I started in with the Turin Shroud image a couple of hours ago, and I've been feeling quite affected by it.

My god, my god, why hast thou forsaken me?

The tims don't give diddly squat about the bible. They invented the bible, so they know it's just a book. But I read the New Testament once and I thought the story was amazing. It's way better than any scifi, a totally fabulous story really.

My god, my god, why hast thou forsaken me?

I doubt if anyone has ever written a better line than that!

Anyway, it's slightly embarrassing being affected by The Passion when you should be fast asleep ... when I know that only a spam robot and Onan the Bavarian, and one or two perverts looking for hotboys ever come to this bloggy, but there it is. It is finished. In a couple of days, we rise again. Thank God for that!