Letter from a Raining Day, 5:07 PM
I secretly keep hoping that the rains will wash away some of the filth that has been accumulating since the dawn of man. My wish is to emerge anew from under the storm clouds. In particular, I favor warm and sunny summer days for this transformation.
Sometimes, in the middle of crowded streets, I jump in puddles in hope of baptizing strangers with the goodness of the pure, clean water. Mostly people just get angry; missing my point completely.
They say that strong, unpredictable showers breed new life. In my case, it’s a chance to renew; a chance that my wishes could possibly be answered.
I secretly keep hoping that the rains will wash away some of the filth that has been accumulating since the dawn of man. My wish is to emerge anew from under the storm clouds. In particular, I favor warm and sunny summer days for this transformation.
Sometimes, in the middle of crowded streets, I jump in puddles in hope of baptizing strangers with the goodness of the pure, clean water. Mostly people just get angry; missing my point completely.
They say that strong, unpredictable showers breed new life. In my case, it’s a chance to renew; a chance that my wishes could possibly be answered.
posted by Aki at
2:36 PM
1 Comments:
"All the animals come out at night.
Queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick venal.
Some day a real rain will come and wash all the scum off the streets."
"Thank god for the rain to wash the trash off the sidewalk. Listen you
screwheads: Here is a man who would not take it anymore. A man who stood
up against the scum, the filth. Now I see clearly."
from....
http://tinyurl.com/2av8s
but the original source in Scorcese's 'Taxi Driver.'
go figure.
nwa
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Nyc Labretš, at 5:51 PM
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