Season 2DVD - 2019
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So, over the centuries, people in other countries felt called to places of power.
They knew there was an energy there, a focus point, a a channel. A window to the Immanent. And they built churches, cathedrals, or they'd, they'd erect a stone circle. Well, you get the idea. Yeah, but there's churches all through the States. No, in the good old USA, people still heed the call of the transcendent void, but they respond to it by building a model out of beer bottles of somewhere they've never visited, or by erecting a giant bat house in some part of the country that bats have traditionally declined to visit. Or they sell T-shirts and hotdogs. Roadside attractions! Where they buy that hotdog and they buy that T-shirt. And then they wander around feeling satisfied on a level that they cannot truly describe, and profoundly dissatisfied on a level beneath that. You know, you have got some pretty whacked-out theories.
Dear old Walt. Built a Magic Kingdom without any magic. Whereas in some parts of Florida, there is real magic. Oh, remember the mermaids of Weeki Wachee, Sweeney?
Easter told me to tell you she ain't coming on account of you mowing over bunnies with your car like some kinda fxcking rabbit racist.
The quickest way for Shadow to get where he's going - is sometimes the longest.
You know I was born on Thursday under a scorching desert sun, long before the first wahy. Years later, after the Prophet's revelations, we Jinn, we were given a choice. Convert to Islam or live our lives as heretic demons. I chose heretic demon. After all you've seen, you still believe your god is the one true God?
-Yes, of course I do. The first pillar of Islam is, "There is no God but God."
Thomas Jefferson said all men are created equal, but he still owned slaves.
If it's real in your mind, it's real in the world.
What do you believe, Shadow? The more you believe, the more you believe.
Fear has no end. Fear is limitless. Fear thrives and feeds on itself, preparing you for calamity, preparing you to believe that the most important things are the most dangerous.
Like the idea that love makes the world go round. It doesn't. You don't lock your doors at night because you love thy neighbor; you deadbolt with reinforced steel because you fear thy neighbor. Fear is order. Fear is control. Fear is safety.
They did not believe an alien attack could happen. What made it real was the fear that it could exist, and the fact that it was feared so deeply meant that it did exist. Fear is the product of the imagination. It's made up in the mind. The mind can dream and think of anything. You love fear. You love horror. You pay money for a pair of three-dimensional glasses and popcorn for an hour and a half of anxiety.
Humans serve us, not the other way around.
-Don't be stupid, Donar; worship is worship.
No! I will forge my own path with the woman I love and our children will populate the western lands.
Another thing about living in a funeral home is you never have to cook. Mourners are always bringing by their best food.
I thought you were a Goddess. Where are your worshippers?
-My worshippers are here.
This diner life?
It's not too bad. Of course, the little second-generation assholes, they come in with their MBAs, their MDs, raging egos like yours.
The story I'm writing is about Lugh of the Tuatha de Danann, the ancient race of Gods in old Ireland. You weren't small.
-I was a king.
You were a God king. You were God of the sun, of luck, of craft, art, of everything valuable to civilization. The shining one, they called you. You saved your people from their old enemy, the Fomorians.
Take ten terrific girls but only nine costumes
You're cooking up something grand
Mix in some amber light and elegant scenery
Stir in a fine jazz band
And add some funny men
And pepper with laughter
It's tart and tasty I know
Then serve it piping hot
And what have you got?
A burlesque show.
This used to be Gomorrah. Hordes of teeny-boppers, their insatiable desire for retail urges stoked by every swipe of their Daddy's credit card. And now? Oh! Dies irm, dies illa, Solvet saeclum in favilla, Teste David cum Sibylla.
To dead malls everywhere: may you rot in the detritus of your own cupidity!
You are not unlucky. You are unloved.
Race is no simple equation where one thing equals another. No one hates the children of Israel more than the children of Israel. What you say also happens to be true for a dozen other ethnicities. But when you are continually reminded that you have little to no value, it's easy to be convinced that all the rules are stacked against you. Your worst fears are not possible; they are probable. In the case of Will James, I imagine as women pulled the rope, he rose, looked out on a sea of people, but only focused on those who looked like him, and felt abandoned by his people. Who taught the black man to hate himself? Who has corrupted the entire world in the name of gaining power? I'll give you a hint. He does not look like anyone in our immediate vicinity.
-His wounds are posthumous, which happens quite a bit here in Cairo. Has been happening around here for the last century, to young men of color.
People didn't always come to funerals just to grieve. They-they came Well, they They came to organize. They came to fight back. It sustained us!
He still believes in what he was told. Not what he sees or has experienced. The good little Arab boy, still doing what his parents told him to do.
-What does it matter to you what I believe?
Here I am. Worship away!
-Because your truth, it is not my truth.
No, no. You're entitled to your own truth, Salim, but not your own facts.
Men only see what they want to see and you are just like them, Salim: Blind and stubborn to the truth in front of your very own eyes.
The wisdom of Zeus is best exemplified in the fear he had of his sister, for she was also his wife. They fought frequently over his many extramarital affairs and illegitimate children, but in the end, all Gods fall victim to their thirst for worship. The advantage of love at first sight is it doesn't require a second look. Zeus saw the River God's beautiful daughter Io, and fell madly in love. He consummated his desires without any consideration of the consequences. Displeased with Zeus's infidelity, Hera turned Io into a cow and summoned her servant Argus to keep the heifer away from her husband. Frustrated by his own desires, Zeus sent Hermes to deliver a fatal message to Argus. The death of the All-Seeing One angered the Queen of Goddesses. In an act of vengeance, she channeled her will and Argus was reborn, in America, as the God of Surveillance.
But as his believers waned, so did his sight.
Only his memories remain intact An alliance with the New Gods seems imminent.
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