Come up to my place, Ara. We can share some bubbly and take turns shaving pine branches into spears for nutria hunting.
yes! we can use the hides fer our clothing, meat fer our food, we can make soap out of the fat and decorate our wigwams with nutria rat skull totems! we can even carve their bones into arrows to kill more nutria rats with!
but seriously, i'll be at tunica falls all day with friends.
here's something to read as the clock strikes down:
Apocalypse does not point to a fiery Armageddon but to the fact that our ignorance and our complacency are coming to an end. Our divided, schizophrenic worldview, with no mythology adequate to coordinate our conscious and unconscious -- that is what is coming to an end. The exclusivism of there being only one way in which we can be saved, the idea that there is a single religious group that is in sole possession of the truth -- that is the world as we know it that must pass away. What is the kingdom? It lies in our realization of the ubiquity of the divine presence in our neighbors, in our enemies, in all of us. — Joseph Campbell, Thou Art That
