Karla Alrak
When things change from good to bad and from bad to worse and from there all the way down to the bottom of hell, one thing remained constantly on my mind for a long time. Like the blind spot after you have stared at the sun, this thought always leaves a sore blind spot on my brain. Maybe by sharing the history of the Black Watermelon Movement of April 2nd, I can lighten this burden of nonsensical events and move on.
First it was only Marco di Parma. He was once a very successful anarchist. Once, he singlehandedly confused an army of seminary school students with the ultimate result of their expulsion. He simply told them, in that charming brittle voice of his which always reminded me of lemon zest, while he was in disguise of a priest, that they should, before studying theology, try to distance themselves from the thoughts they had about god and try first to abstract the idea of god as best as possible and devoid of any reference to a personal experience. He told them that this would make the idea of god more godly and is the first step in responsible theology. They all became atheists overnight.
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