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[nocturnus33]

We went to mass. The priest ask the kids if anyone knows why we have a long weekend. No one answer, but then my little one (5) shout: Because of the APEC!,the priest ask him is he knew what the APEC was. He answer: Sure, are the most richer president in the world, that don't give a damn about the poorer countries.
Everybody laugh, and the priest then start contrasting Bush with Christ, a very common comparison here, in which Bush end up being the contrary of what Christ is. I can't say I disagree but if you make a structural analysis of the preach, well Bush end up being the antichrist... a little too much.

***

In the odd dreams field. I dream I was talking to very poor teens, they were proud of vandalism during the antiapec march. I try to question the violence they use. We end up very friend. When I arrived home my hole neighborhood has been devasted. Totally destroyed. There were only ruins. I felt desolated. I ask huby about it. He answer that men from a demolition company came and did it. I start freaking, why did he allow it? He should had stop it? But he was useless.
I start calling the press, contact my mum secretary, trying to make a trial against them. It was to no use.
Finally it turn up that my friend's mum (which in real life I don't know. Could it mean my mum? My in law? Both of them?) have decided to surprise us, demolish the house and give us a new one, a very big one. But I didn't want a new one, no one ask me if I want it. I want to live in the same house for ever, the one in which my kids born.
Then I realized I've been saving money to buy her a new house, because she don't have one. So I decided to send her to hell and rebuild my home. As similar to the older one as I can, but a little bigger. Standing a new home from the ruins.

I think that one year of a depress hubby is getting on my nerves.

***

The little one ask my what cinnamon was. I give it a little bit to taste.
Is it sacred he ask me.
Well, Mapuches adore the cinnamon tree, is sacred for them. Not for us
Then, the narcissist little one start jumping and singing.
I'm a genius, I had no idea but I discovered it my self. It was sacred, I'm a genius.
Well, at least he don't have self steem problems.
My girl is at my in laws. So the little one is being rotten by us.

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[katmd.livejournal.com]

and the priest then start contrasting Bush with Christ, a very common comparison here, in which Bush end up being the contrary of what Christ is

That's interesting because in this country when priests/preachers/etc. make the comparison, it's usually to say (at least in my experience in my little corner of the world) how very Christ-like Dubya is. Which is disgusting, disturbing, and rather sad. So it's quite refreshing to see Dubya being recognized for what he truly is.

[nocturnus33]

Really? Eeeww! That is a nasty theology then.

[knight0fswords.livejournal.com]

You seem to me to be the type of person that is very concerned with having a happy, loving home. Perhaps you feel responsible for holding the house up, so to speak; being the one that holds everything together emotionally in your home, hence the dream about your house.

Well, at least he don't have self steem problems.

It doesn't sound like he does, anyway! He sounds adorable, though! :D

[nocturnus33]

Well this year it has be my turn to carry hubby in my shoulders. and I'm a little tired of it. But well, when I had a depression he was a dear. So is fair play. He start smoking again after seven or eight years without doing it, and I might add that nicotine calm him and cheer him a lot.