Well, I am still writing, so I suppose that lightning has missed me again. It has always perplexed me that the Christian religion speaks freely and demonstrates in her temples most aspects of humanity, such as violence and death, and yes, reverence and faith too. But rarely do we ever see images or artworks of sex, our most physical way of expressing love. How often do we even see hand-holding or hugs? Or is it just that the love of parent [or authority figure] without much physical expression, outside of the suckling from a feeding breast, is so much more important than physical love between consenting adults or even open affection? I am not suggesting really that churches become filled with images of sexual playfulness or adventures [although I am certainly not opposed to it if beautifully done], but I do grow weary of the prevalent violent images.
Now, on some lighter notes. We saw fried and sugared polenta cakes in a bakery [with marzipan below them]. I have not tried this, but I imagine it is decadently delicious. Grease and sugar, mainstays the world over. Traffic and dogs… Dogs in bakeries… Love it all. And yes, by all means, encourage them to use the urinals… Men, too, please.
Happy birthday, dear Lei! This is a big one, no? I feel it too. We still have much to accomplish!