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I am all kinds of crazy in love with the song "Hunted by a Freak" by Mogwai. Such that if I ever publish a short-story collection, I want that to be the title.
The incredibly depressing video - the best interpretation of it seems to be that the man dropping animals is God, and the fall of the animals is our life, "good to the last drop, doesn't get any better than this", so to speak. That's sort of my perspective on God, when I'm in the moods where I believe there is a God. I've always thought that if God's real, God's a bastard. Ironically, reading Memnoch (Anne Rice's attempt to convert her readers to Christianity) actually convinced me of this even more. I think I believe in "the blind idiot god Azathoth, Lord of All Things", "who gnaws hungrily in inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time and space" more than I believe in some sweet-cheeked Jesus.
The incredibly depressing video - the best interpretation of it seems to be that the man dropping animals is God, and the fall of the animals is our life, "good to the last drop, doesn't get any better than this", so to speak. That's sort of my perspective on God, when I'm in the moods where I believe there is a God. I've always thought that if God's real, God's a bastard. Ironically, reading Memnoch (Anne Rice's attempt to convert her readers to Christianity) actually convinced me of this even more. I think I believe in "the blind idiot god Azathoth, Lord of All Things", "who gnaws hungrily in inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time and space" more than I believe in some sweet-cheeked Jesus.
