by Bananiot » Sat Apr 03, 2010 11:02 pm
It is 23:50 now. Time for Christ to rise from the cold, lifeless grave. Priests are putting in some overtime in the numerous churches all across Cyprus. I have just taken Stacy out for a walk, in the brisk spring night. Rather she took me out, to be more precise. I saw women holding candles entering cars to shoot off to a church, no doubt near their house. Women with tinted blond hair and plugged eyebrows, who remember Christ twice a year, when born and when killed/resurrected. Soon now, they will bring the special light into their homes and guess what, nothing will happen, it will be as you were, come tomorrow. They will protect the light on their way home and if the wind blows the light out they will ask another believer to relight it with their own light. I switch the telly on. All stations are transmitting, live of course, from some church. The priest has just announced that Christ has risen and a sigh of relief is breathed by the believers. I of course had no doubt he would do the trick. After all, he is God, what is a minute thing such as resurrection for him? This wraps things up for this year. More of the same at about this time next year.