Silver Screened Blasphemy
2004-02-29 @ 3:01 p.m.
His deciples, center stage, all sub-level sub-socialites vying for credibility in a world where no one should be deemed credible 'cause they aren't real themselves; angels in costumes of drug lords and whores and all those other good guys; the "real" world in illusion, scripted and organized, like lives should truly be.
A murderer played by an angel, halo and all, just like it should be...
A silver screened reality where anyone can get into the appropriately rated heaven for about seven ninety-nine and a little extra for a popcorn or a drink.
Ticket stub in hand, sitting three rows from the back, two seats down from "God"... His trucker hat obstructing some old guy's view. Paradise.
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