"ignore the story. see the soul. remember to love. you will never regret it" --- Seane Corn

"ignore the story. see the soul. remember to love. you will never regret it" --- Seane Corn
it's a jungle out there

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Sunday Vespers from the Beacon Satellite Chapel of the Church of the Batshit Crazy

I was gonna post a Sundays In My City about something I witnessed yesterday at an Apple Store.

Yes. Apple. As in iPhone iPad iMac

Can I hear an AMEN.

But I'm gonna AMENd the long version and just say this...
There were a mob of people with wads of cash wanting to purchase iPhones.
Just iPhones. But no service plans.
Why would someone want an iPhone without service, you ask?
To sell for three times the purchase price on the Asian black market, I answer.
That's what the nice Apple Geek told me.

I counted 25 people on line. The first lady said 16.
Sixteen. SIXTEEN. iPhones.
She pulled a wad of bills out of her bag and started counting off hundreds.
By the third person on line, there were no iPhones left in the store.
I thought the very patient and very professional Apple Geeks were gonna have to call security.
Eventually, the empty handed phone vultures left the store.
But only after yelling and demanding and being aggravated that there weren't

Ty was like wow mom. that was weird. it felt kind of scary. why were those people so mad?
Total. Bad. Vibe.

Humans suck


This morning on the porch, I mentioned to Bruce that the weather for the week looked like he might get a break at work.
Cloudy, rainy, 70's.
No hot kitchen.
No hundreds of people wanting an outside table at the Hottest Spot around.
Maybe all the high maintenance demanding ladies who lunch will stay away.

well he said that just means all the people who don't want to sit in the sun and would rather be cool will come instead.
it will be just as bad.

ummm.... OK Eeyore

I told him he was a glass half empty kind of person.

Do you think I'm a pessimist, Chica?

I laughed. You are totally a pessimist. And you put your faith in the wrong place, and then get bent and disappointed.
You put your faith in humanity. In people. That's fucked up. People will disappoint you every time. People are fucked up.

Me, on the other hand? I'm a total optimist. Glass half full. Everything will be fine.
Not in a rose colored glasses every thing's peachy kind of way.
In an it's gonna be OK kind of way.

And I only expect the worst from people.
I'm rarely disappointed.

I do, however, believe there is something that allows humans to rise above our suckiness.
There is something out there in here that can move us toward divinity.
It infuses us with power and allows us to be
Miracle Makers.

We humans can be conduits of the divine.

Those folks buying up the iPhones weren't channelling much divinity yesterday.

But when I look with my good eye, I see Miracle Makers every where.

Can I get an Amen?

For a full dose of Sunday Sermon go visit Ms. Moon.


  1. Oh honey. And I didn't even put up a sermon today. But your words made me think about something I've realized lately which is that it is not mankind's inhumanity which surprises or makes me cry. No. It is mankind's humanity which does that. The simplest things- Did you drop this? What a beautiful child you have. Do you need some help with the door?
    Things like that and I cry.
    Things that show we ARE conduits of the divine. Sometimes. At least. And that is the miracle we need to pay attention to.

  2. Lovely post, and as usual, I agree with you. I want to trust people and believe in mankind, and on an individual level, I can be pleasantly surprised sometimes, but collectively I think humans are mostly awful. I like what Ms. Moon said. It's the kindness that gets me too. If you want to make me cry, be nice to me for no apparent reason.
    that iphone stuff is effed up.
    Thanks for the sermon. I needed one today.

  3. Oh, yes, you can. Get an amen, that is. And an "I love you" as well.

    I love you.

  4. When you said you went to the Apple store I totally envisioned a store that sold the fruit. Aisles and aisles of crisp, juicy apples. And I was happy.

    My glass.......I say you need a smaller glass. Why only leave it half whatever when it can be completely full. Get yourself a smaller glass and let your cup runith over.

  5. I love this: And I only expect the worst from people. I'm rarely disappointed.

    And I love you. AMEN!


so... wadaya think?

Your fairy is called Columbine Icedancer
She is a bone chilling bringer of justice for the vulnerable.
She lives in mushroom fields and quiet meadows.
She is only seen when the bees swarm and the crickets chirrup.
She wears lilac and purple like columbine flowers. She has icy blue butterfly wings.