okay what's the sweet and lowdown. i'm strangely disoriented, my brain is in some kind of alternative speed, it's functioning way ahead of the rest of my life. my mind is displaced, it's operating in a different space, somewhere elusive, difficult to pin down, it's slightly dangerous. i watched a documentary on christianity in africa, fringe christianity, where local priests believe absolutely in evil, however they think that evil exists in children who are witches or wizards. so rife is this belief that hundreds of children are tortured and mentally sexually abused as part of the exorcism. the documentary showed a lone english chap who goes around helping these kids and he's set up some sort of shelter and school, yet he gets no assistance from the government or church. we saw graphic images of the physical marks left by the torture, we met with many children brainwashed into believing they are evil after spending years being fucked over by these adults, these poor kids have no other life, they are eventually cast away or imprisoned under the churches.
then we meet these so called christians who are nothing but jumped up charlatans exploiting peoples fear and charging cash for the so called treatment, the banishing of the demonic forces.
i was very depressed after watching this, i was angry and cynical about humanity's chances and also wondered if we actually deserved a chance. at least there's one chap out there trying to change this situation. he is representative of humanity but even he was on an edge, almost over the line.
anyways my body feels numb although pain in my legs indicates at least something. healing i'm told.

so mike jackson is dead, i was never a fan, indifferent to his dance moves, video, music and plastic face antics. he could do what he wants to me it was all kinda silly. i do feel sorry for his monkey.