“I’m wealthier than you, Linn!” yells Ray, in a Bismarck Target.
Moloch: Okay.
So!
To further explain, yes. Fern is dead. Or close to it. I told you that.
We didn’t kill her. She’s just old.
But I told you.
Lacey: *nods*
Moloch: I’m sorry. That has to be very traumatic for you.
…
Did you catch how your mother lied? She needed to be in control.
A week or two ago, she was fine. Now she’s almost dead.
That’s what these people do.
Listen to “Violin Concerto in E Major” by Vivaldi.
Moloch: Your “mom” is lying about Fern. Because she’s not…ready for Fern to die. And she’s also not ready for the truth. That she too will die. And all her sin will destroy her. She wants to believe she’s been tough enough to make it. It’s insane, but…she can be weak and foolish too.
She’s not going to be weak. Oh no! Not Becca. That’s also her mentality.
But she is.
Becca is actually quite weak.
Yes, now I can see you understand.
Except, you’re wondering why she would bother. Just be weak! There’s strength in that as a Christian.
No joke.
Glenn: *cries*
Listen to “Weird Fishes” by Radiohead.
“This isn’t about your parents! Don’t worry!” yells a lesbian, at Lacey. This song is about something else.
Lacey breathes a sigh of relief.
The song plays.
“Fern sees her relationship with God as this song.” says her father. “Somewhat.” *he laughs*
And at that 40 people currently vomiting, wish to rip off Bobby Kennedy Junior’s head from his relatively short body. Why? Because they’re incapable of making themselves feel better and he’s poisoned them, they believe. Like food Herpes.
“You have to just keep taking the medication. Yes, like with Herpes. Because it can come back.” says Matt Perry. “Eventually, it often goes away…with repeated treatment. But, it’s not unlike Herpes.”
Bobby twerks to work-out. Shaking his petite body. He’s not a big man, at all. And he’s yippy like a violent poodle. He’s a yippy. It’s an old slang word that perfectly describes a violent small dog.
“He does have the energy of an angry small dog.” says an actress.
Moloch: Why would you imagine a huge Saint Bernard would be sexually OBSESSED with that tiny idiot dog?!
It’s not…normal.
If you don’t understand what I mean, you obviously shouldn’t be breeding animals, ever.
The song plays.
Richard Simmons winks at Bobby Kennedy Junior. Both men are on a run. Jogging.
Both men are listening to Madonna. Quietly. For different reasons.
“Hey! How’s it going?” Richard says Bobby.
Bobby laughs, as heterosexual as possible. Throws out his belly to seem taller and more masculine.
Richard is annoyed. He’s been dead too long for this nonsense.
He tries anyway. “Wanna go with me and some other guys out tonight. We’re going diving!” says Richard.
Bobby looks puzzled.
Richard acts super busy. “Yeah, it’s nothing special. I’m just-“ he throws his hands up and acts overwhelmed.
Bobby looks disturbed. It’s HIS ocean, not Richard’s.
Bobby nods. Laughs.
“I’m not a faggot, Richard.” he says. Then he laughs, and helplessly begins doing stretches.
Richard puts one hand on his waist and rolls his eyes.
“I’m not going to stop diving…-“ says Richard
Bobby is attracted to him. His breathing quickens. But he controls himself. He doesn’t want to seem gay.
“That’s nice!” says Bobby, casually.
Richard nods.
“Say hi to Cheryl!” says Richard, before turning to leave.
“I’m not in love with you!!” yells Bobby, awkwardly.
Richard turns back around. ANNOYED.
“You can stop.
Just stop!” says Richard.
Bobby looks very upset. “I HAVE A NEW HIT TELEVISION SHOW!!” he yells. “I’M BIGGER THAN GIADA!!”
“Than GIADA!?” says Richard.
Bobby suddenly laughs. Rolls his eyes.
“Why do you love me so much?” he says.
“You’re not funny!!” says Richard.
Bobby looks stunned. Stares down at the pavement.
“We have nothing in common!” spits Richard.
Bobby is intrigued.
“You should watch my show!” says Bobby, sounding angry and almost bitter.
“I don’t watch television shows on my computer.” says Richard.
Listen to “Hung-Up” by Madonna.
Moloch: Those men, if there’s homosexual love, in Heaven make some sense together. As a couple. Potentially.
Can you imagine them literally dancing together!? Marvelous. They’d be a “power couple”.
Now let’s talk about Kasey’s first wedding.
If you’re Kasey and you’re reading this, or anyone in her family, please read this with caution. It’s about to get personal.
Listen to “Spring” from The Four Seasons, by Vivaldi, as performed by Joshua Bell and the Academy of St. Martin In The Fields.
Moloch: Kasey’s first wedding was a disaster.
The colors weren’t bad. Her choice of bridesmaids was stellar, actually. Having her sister as her bridesmaid of honor was a wonderful thing. Her choice of music was good.
The venue was perfect.
It’s the reception where things start looking odd.
It was a very dark reception hall. And…even though it should have been a moment for merriment, people seemed subdued, relatively speaking. Something joyful was missing.
Ben was a good husband. In a way. They were happy.
The problem was that…for Kasey…it wasn’t even close to what she really wanted.
I warned you.
What did Kasey want?
Well, this is my opinion.
Kasey wanted eternal love between her and Ben. She wanted something profound. He wasn’t able to provide that. And…he didn’t even understand what that was, or at least…he barely understood. He may have a better idea now or he may not. But, regardless, he was…insufficient. And she was brutally disappointed.
He was in love enough to make it through. And to make her smile. She looked happy.
But…he failed her. He failed, as a man.
Lacey intuited this all, mostly, but kept it to herself.
She was already gloomy at the wedding, though. Kasey, that is.
Her choice of wedding dress was…interesting.
It wasn’t bad looking. It flattered her. But…it was pink. Actually, it was white…but…it looked pink. …And that was endearing, but not Bridal. She should have been in ALL WHITE. In a far more opulent, grand dress.
And the ring was pink too. A frothy pink sapphire, that was a dress ring not an engagement ring.
Lacey’s husband Mark…as much as he isn’t one for romance…or only rare…would NEVER have let Lacey wear that sapphire as her engagement ring. No. Ben made a horrible mistake, although, I think…somehow he was trying to be honest.
Kasey should have had a better ring. Even just a $400 lab created pink sapphire from Helzberg Diamonds would have sufficed. No inclusions. Glimmering, sparkling, vivid pink sapphire. Set in 14K white gold.
They could have saved a lot of time and money.
It was Ben’s pride. It was Ben’s pride that made the decision.
With just a different ring and a better dress, for the occasion, they could have been much happier.
Maybe later a diamond.
Yes. Just an ordinary diamond. An ordinary, 2 carat diamond, set in 14K white gold. A solitaire. Brilliant cut. $7,000.00.
People would have been impressed.
Natural, mined.
Ben would have been…horrified by himself, at times. And that would have been good for him.
The wedding was…dreary. Not completely, but enough to be depressing, to some people.
If Ben had bought that diamond…even ten years later…those people might be less depressed.
Now, Kasey and Ben are getting divorced.
Listen to “Future Markets” by Jonny Greenwood.
WHY did Kasey and Ben…have such a dreary wedding?
The song plays.
1:21
Well, because of Kasey’s pride.
Kasey was determined to be something valuable and impressive. And her marriage needed to look like it.
Listen to “Proven Lands” by Jonny Greenwood.
Ben was good enough. And he was…enough of a man, steady enough, intelligent enough, and just mature enough, to make it work.
And all they had to do…was just…make it.
But they aren’t that couple. They aren’t those people.
Kasey’s too driven. Too ambitious.
Ben is too wild.
Listen to “Fratres” by Pärt. As performed by the Flanders Fiamminghi Orchestra.
Who are these people?
1:53
Kasey is a reincarnated German authoress. If we’re ever reincarnated. Quite popular in Germany. Always publishing under a male pen name.
Ben is…just an average man. From a well-off, West Bloomington family.
He can’t understand her depths.
And she can’t understand his pain.
And although they’ve tried…it’s dying.
I feel awful for both of them.
The song plays.
The beauty between them that once was, is flickering to nothing. NOTHING.
It’s important.
5:46
The song plays.
6:49
What was once a dreary wedding…became a dead marriage.
People cling to things. To survive. And without the worship of God…it becomes life in Hell. Because what if it doesn’t work?
8:31
9:11
There’s no hope.
Nope.
9:35
9:53
And so…we contemplate the wedding.
The song ends.
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