October 13th, 2003

dd2guy

of angels and empty chickens

I've been continuing the story I started in Falling Leaves. No idea why; I need stuff from two different genres to get me into that Creative Writing class next semester and one long, episodic series isn't going to cut it. Wasting my time, I am. Guess I like this series too much to just let it rest. Plus I keep getting inspiration for it all the time, especially since I have to read the Bible so much for my religion class.

Daydream image of the day: A winged girl in a cheerleader uniform with a sword of fire fighting a golem made of raw pork on the NEHS tsao tsong while the ghosts of the graveyard stand on the bleachers, choirlike, singing Salva Nos. Oooh.

Speaking of religion, it's pretty cool studying the Bible in America because so many people have biblical names. If I want to talk to Rebecca, Sarah, Sim(e)on, David, Josh(ua), Mark, Paul, Matthew, or even Tamar, I need not walk any further than the end of my hall. I try not to compare these people to their biblical counterparts since biblical Sarah was a frigid bitch ho and God struck dead all of Tamar's boyfriends.

Remember how a couple entries back I wrote about the similarities between the Great Flood in the Bible and the Great Flood in the Sumerian creation myth? Well, many of you probably know this already, but there are even greater similarities in the Epic of Gilgamesh. There's even a part where Gilgamesh runs into a Noah figure, who tells a nearly identical story as the one in Genesis, similar even in details like the sparrow and the dove he released to check if if the flood was over. I asked my prof about this and she confirmed that the two stories were almost certainly the same myth (or the fusion of several older myths) with different theological interpretations. Interesting stuff.

According to my prof, one of the major themes of the Epic of Gilgamesh is "fried ship". Hehe.


Inspired by a conversation I had with Lisa (the one over here) during lunch:

Why did the chicken cross the road?

CDS ATE ITS SOUL.

Everyone's going home for fall break...everyone except me. *snif* Someone gimme somewhere to go...
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