god lives
was in the right place at the right time with the right amount of misery and hope and pain and strange to do the conspiracy western simulated-reality preprogramming dance film. prayer works. god ain't a schlub and you can't trick him. even on the day of, failed / fell from grace because i was to arrogant at work, got the day-off, and then the re-redeem, AND to the fixing of the body. he grants a bounty for every tear shed.
space invaders painting on wall and the grain lighting is the blessing
makes the ayylien and the cult of saturn visual metaphor nice
windcuts and traffic sounds like laser pistols going off due to visual shortcut provided by james cameron doing his job
and so many more graces given
arcade rental zone is forever in my heart

sometimes i feel that animals are better at sensing god than i do