Showing posts with label Sin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sin. Show all posts

Thursday, 28 June 2018

Sin Came to Your Door Like This Sexually-Aroused Cat-Predator Thing,and You Invited it In


" Buddy, you can walk right out that back gate there, and 
I won't say anything to anybody. 

I'm supposed to be there now
but, listen, I'm -- 

[ but you're not - you abandoned your post to eat a sandwich... ]

I'm just trying to get by
just like you. 

Please. 

[Pipe landing] 

Jesus : 
Daryl. 

[Grunting] 

[Breathing heavily] 

Jesus :
Daryl. 

[Pipe clatters] 

Daryl Dixon :
It ain't just about gettin' by, here. 

It's about getting it all.

Sin came to your door like this sexually aroused cat-predator thing -

And you invited it in. 

And then you let it have its Wicked Way with you. 


 It’s like you entered into a creative—he uses a sexual metaphor. 


You entered into a creative exchange with it, and gave birth to something as a consequence. 


 What you gave birth to, that’s your life. 

And you knew it. 

You’re self-conscious, after all. 

You knew you were doing this. 


You conspired with this thing to produce the situation that you’re in.

Friday, 22 June 2018

Your Sins are Terrible






"If thou doest well, shalt thou not be accepted? and if thou doest not well, sin lieth at the door."

Well, I looked at lots of translations for this. Actually, the next line is, "And unto thee shall be his desire, and thou shalt rule over him."
Yes. What God actually says is something like this…Things aren’t going so well for you, but if you were behaving properly, they would



But, instead, This is What You’ve Done. 

Sin came to your door, and sin means to pull your arrow back and to miss the target. *


Sin came to your door. But he uses a metaphor. 

 The metaphor is something like, 

Sin came to your door like this sexually aroused cat-predator thing, and you invited it in. 

And then you let it have its way with you. 


 It’s like you entered into a creative—he uses a sexual metaphor. 


You entered into a creative exchange with it, and gave birth to something as a consequence. 


 What you gave birth to, that’s your life. 

And you knew it. 

You’re self-conscious, after all. 

You knew you were doing this. 


You conspired with this thing to produce the situation that you’re in.







[James Kirk has just seen Clark Terrell commit suicide and Pavel Andreievich Chekov collapse in agony.]
Kirk: Khan, you bloodsucker! You're gonna have to do your own dirty work now! Do you hear me? Do you?
Khan Noonien Singh: Kirk! You're still alive, my old friend!
Kirk: Still, old friend! You've managed to kill just about everyone else, but like a poor marksman, you keep missing The Target!
Khan: Perhaps I no longer need to try, Admiral. 
[beams up Genesis components]
Kirk: Khan! Khan, you've got Genesis, but you don't have me! You were going to kill me, Khan. You're going to have to come down here! You're going to have to come down here!
Khan: I've done far worse than kill you. I've hurt you, and I wish to go on hurting you. I shall leave you as you left me, as you left her: marooned for all eternity in the center of a dead planet, buried alive. [whispers] Buried alive!
Kirk: [exploding with rage, able to stand no more] KHHHHAAAAAAAAN!!! 
[cut to a shot of the planetoid] [echoing] 
KHHHHAAAAAAAAN!!!