Will our bowel movements be arrested during the Three Days of Darkness?

I ask because one would assume that indoor plumbing will totally malfunction due to the massive reconfiguration of the earth, the demonic violence, and the cataclysmic wrath; all those pipes underground will break and no water will be coming into your house. You might get a few flushes, but after that it will be no good.

And if you're someone who doesn't have indoor plumbing but has an outhouse, well, no one will be able to go outside, unless you want instant death.

So maybe our bowel functions will be suspended? After all, there will be certain favoured souls who will be granted the grace of falling into a deep sleep for the Three Days. Certainly their bowel functions will be suspended? You would hope so.

Anyways, I find it rather inconsistent that some believing themselves to be vigilant will be all like, "Do you have your blessed beeswax candles ready?" but they have absolutely nothing to say about having several large buckets on hand. Chamber pots, you know? And you're going to want lids for those buckets.

I suppose one could use the bathtub, but that would get disgusting real quick.

Just some thoughts on TDD.

The early days of the pandemic I was trying to fall asleep one night and just as I was beginning to slip I remembered I had done this drawing back in April 2019.

I lay there and said, "Huh, that's kind of strange". Some days later I looked up the drawing again. I had forgotten those breath-lines coming violently out of the mouth of that fear-filled face, and then I noticed that the formation of heads at the top make a sort of coronavirus molecule image, with sorts of protrusions. As much as I tell myself, "Ah, that's par for the course for art - it's a mystery!" I still recall the drawing once in a while and go, "Seriously, WTF?"

Then I started recalling other drawings I did in 2019 from when before the pandemic was even a blip on the radar. I've started titling them. LOL.

Plague Doctor

Crown of Death 

Snakes on a Plague LOL

There are others more generally leaning in that direction, like this one, and this one, and maybe this one?

Funny, too, when I did this drawing in March (found at this post), 

 

I had no intention whose face it was going to be. I was just drawing a face and seeing where it would lead. After I finished it, I said, "Huh, that kind of looks like Joe Biden." I mean, it doesn't technically look like him, but to me it has his "feel" so to speak.

So now I have titled that drawing "On Eagles Wings".

Anyways, I kind of have a crush on Kamala. It's all innocent. I know she's married. LOL. But man, especially that moment debating Pence, and she was like, "I'm speaking", I kind of just went head over heels. Which is why I love this meme so much:

LOL

And again, in that interview with the woman trying to peg her into an ideological corner (isn't it weird how the paranoia about someone being "socialist" is itself the rawest sort of ideological colonization?), asking her if she's going to act with a socialist agenda and so forth, and Kamala just responded by basically going, "BWAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!"

But the way she laughed, it was not at all condemnatory, it was not scorn-filled - it was just refreshing and life-filled. Both her and Joe (who I like and cannot help but liking - a good Catholic guy) have a certain ordinary...I almost want to call it a goofiness that is at the same time totally cool. Anyways, get ready for the chivalrous white knights to attack Kamala like 5000 times more than they attack Biden over the years because You Know Why.

Dancing in the waters of life

Oh for the golden halcyon days of the collapsing cathedrals!

My yearning for those days is immense!

A good number of the Gothic cathedrals were functional failures and only stand today because of modern day technological engineering/problem solving.

A good number of Gothic cathedrals are an inheritance of experimental structural precariousness, of which the entirety of their completion was never achieved due to structural collapse, and today what remains of the whole is preserved through high-tech modern advances.

Living and learning as they went, a good number of high cathedrals collapsed - maybe more collapsed than stand today, I'm not sure - as they possessed no secret sauce medieval code back in the days of the collapsing cathedrals, which was the age of - checks notes - the age of the medieval age.

It can be argued that were it not for modern science/engineering/technology, many of those cathedrals would not be standing today, which falling would be par for the course for the Medievals. They were used to that, and they would just start building more. You live and learn.

I remember being up in the rafters of Holy Rosary Cathedral when I was helping to hang the new crucifix, and I was like, "This is it? Man, this is bare bones! Just one step too heavy to the side off this main beam and I'll go straight through the plaster and break my neck on one of the pews down below!"

That would make a great story in the spirit of Flannery O'Connor. And Pigeon Man peered down through the hole in the plaster and saw Paul sprawled with broken neck in the pews, and he said, "Coo, coo, he would've been a good man it was a church pew to break his neck every minute of his life."

Ha ha!

What a disturbing story!

The New Paganism (don't ask me which paganism)

Performing the dragon dance after the Pope's mass in the stadium in Thailand.




A landscape with dragons.

This is Ominous. The steadily creeping evidence of the rise of the syncretistic Neo-Religion is Disturbing.

European medieval culture with peasants embellishing the passion of Christ in outlandish plays that introduced myths was paganizing Christianity and eclipsed the light of Christ, but this is beyond the pale.

Awake! The end is near! Follow after me!

Apoca - trip hey! Apoca - hip hoo!
Apocalypti. Lypti, lypti, lypti. A lypti who?
Erroneous cism - make a soft C! Cism, cism, cism!
Cism - oh hey! Cism - oh yay! Apocalypt, apocalypt,
apoca - lypti. Lypti, lypti, lypti. Oh lypti cism.
Apocaya hoo! Apocaya hey!
Apoca - yay - polka polka polka!

Game of Thrones is over?

Huh, imagine that.