funny. you should mention sin. Maybe just funny to reign this back around to a religious theme, since, I confess, on Friday I went to a Bible study group. Yep, I did. I think I was the only one who was confined to the assigned chapter, because I knew no other verses or scriptures. sure, I went to sunday school, but what I most recall were the arts and craft and how my projects never quite obtained that "reality" that I had envisioned for them. They ALWAYS looked like crafts, not like life. I wanted Hopper, I got Barney.
This exact problem plagues me today--yes, everything that would plague me for the rest of my life plagued me in kindergarten--there's my best seller. I was a neurotic mess at 6, I just did not know how to capitalize on said neurosis (a la Sedaris)
What did I learn in this Bible class you ask? I learned a lot. I learned that a) I don't know the Bible, and b) said Tome is full of interesting and contradictory information, and c) that if I only had the faith of a mustard seed I could move mountains, or tell a tree to live in the ocean, depending on which apostle you're reading.
I understand that right now. I understand that all the knowledge I think I may have obtained to date has done SQUAT for moi. That the faith of a mustard seed is sort of like a nuclear fission type thing, only much bigger and less explicable, although if Einstein were here I am sure he would still be trying to mathematically quantify it.
Am I going back? Probably. If I can just get past that Hopper/Barney dichotomy, I am sure I will be a much happier person.
PS: Sorry that dude stole your life. But face it, it probably takes a lot less chutzpah to live HIS, and he just wasn't up to the task of what you have to deal with. Would you have trusted him to have taken care of the things you have taken care of? I don't think so my friend...You have been a surgeon in the brain surgery of life. Not everyone has the steady hands for that.
N.
