I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Story Bone

but even with all that, ideas still come.

Son of Sin.

The sins of the fathers cause the curse to be passed down to the 3rd generation. Through no fault of their own, they are condemned to hell. All because because of their grandfather's transgressions. And, their own children would be free of the curse. What does this do to their psychology? Are they good for goodness sake even though no Santa is ever going to visit them? Or do they act out, compounding the original sin?

And what is their life like knowing that no matter what they do, they're going to hell anyway?

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