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Street Conversations: Jesus.





Jesus.


Is that Jesus?


What?


Out on the street. There’s a guy dressed as Jesus.


Serious?


Yeah, come and have a look.


I don’t want to see Jesus, Baby. If it’s the Rapture, I’m not ready for that.


Suit yourself.


Thanks.




This is—this is fantastic, isn’t it?


What, Jesus?


No. The mescaline.


I didn’t take it.


Oh. What’s with the Jesus talk then?


It’s just an observation. Come and see.


I said no.


He could be wheeling the Pope around. There could be the Pope down there in his wheelchair, and you’re missing it. The Pope in his white robes and his little white Pope hat, and he’s holding a sign that says, I Ain’t Never Gonna Die.


Are you trying to ruin this for me? You’re trying to ruin this for me, aren’t you.


I’m just saying.


I thought you were going to take the mescaline. You should. It’s real gentle. Everything just feels—

soft.


I changed my mind. This girl is not indulging her inner Aldous Huxley.


You’re missing out. It’s just—just. Just.


Bright?


Yes.


I’ll turn the lights off then.


Hmm.




What’s it like?


Everything is breathing. It wasn’t there at first, but now… now I can see the life in everything. The bed. The curtains. The light. The cigarettes. All of it inhales, then exhales. I’m lying in the moist organs of the World and it’s breathing around me.

The World is taking a breath with me.


Oh.


Yeah.


I only ever read Brave New World. Maybe I should have read more? Chrome Yellow is supposed to be cool, and you… you’ve like, read everything he did. That’s got to say something. But there was always George Orwell. Whenever the choice was there, I’d always end up with Orwell. I guess Huxley just didn’t speak to me enough.


Yeah.


There was always something more authentic about Orwell.


Hmm?


Orwell loved people.


Okay.


I don’t think Huxley ever did. He loved culture, society—not people.


You’re so beautiful, Baby. You’re so alive. You’re never going to be more alive than at this moment.


Did you know that Huxley died on the same day as John F Kennedy and C. S. Lewis?


Hmm.


He had throat cancer.

Can you imagine: his throat sunken and eaten away by this disease to the point where he couldn’t talk anymore. His thoughts are still working but he’s stuck in his bed, his whole body shrunken, his bones brittle and filled with pain as life slips out of him.

He told his wife to give him LSD to ease him into whatever comes next. That’s kinda fucked up, isn’t it?


No, but can you stop—could you stop talking about this?


And then there’s Lewis wasting away from the heart attack he’d had months before.

He heard the Last Rights when it happened. He almost died the first time. Did they read it to him again? Do you read the Last Rights twice? Or do you just lie there and think about God and Heaven?

He couldn’t have been as coherent as Huxley. I’ve never read anyone that says he was, and… y’know. I just imagine that Lewis lay there, waiting for whatever happens to men like him after they die.

That’s kinda more fucked up than Huxley.


Do you have to talk about this now?


But at the same time they both die the back of the American President’s head is blown out.

Pop.

The world pauses.

Then screams while his wife crawls down the back of the car to collect the pieces of his skull. Like it’s a jigsaw puzzle that she can put back together with the children at home.


Stop.


Just gather around, she says later. Mind the blood. Careful with your fingers. Don’t poke.

Can’t you just picture that cold and grey room with her and the kids standing around John F Kennedy’s fractured skull, trying to put it back together. If they can’t, America is going to be fucked for the rest of their generation.


Stop that.


Maybe everything since that day has just been the fevered nightmares and dreams of those two dying men.


Stop that!


What?


This is just not cool right now. That is doing bad things to a girl—the world is not breathing right when you talk that.


I’m sorry, Love.


Just—just quiet. Just some quiet. Just let me—let everything—


Okay.


Thank you.










Hon?


Hmm?


About Jesus?


Leave him alone.


Jesus is stealing your car.


If Jesus needs my car, Baby, Jesus needs my car.






(Street Conversations is an eight part series, updating every Wednesday. Photos and text. Part One was Wires. This is Part Two. I already hate the title 'Street Conversations' but I suppose I'm stuck with it for another six weeks. Special thanks to Jesus.)

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benpeek
Feb. 15th, 2005 11:30 pm (UTC)
hey, thanks man. that's cool.
jlassen
Feb. 16th, 2005 12:55 am (UTC)
that was sweet....
benpeek
Feb. 16th, 2005 01:23 am (UTC)
thanks.
shadowsandice
Feb. 16th, 2005 07:59 am (UTC)
Heh. That was terribly amusing OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE.

'Amusing' isn't that hard to spell.
benpeek
Feb. 16th, 2005 09:50 am (UTC)
no, it's not. but have you tried to spell ludicrious lately? i think i just fucked it up right there.

and thanks, too :)
studebakerhawk
Feb. 16th, 2005 11:21 am (UTC)
I like very much.

I'm also a big Huxley afficionado. Island is my favourite book, i should lend you a copy. Picked up Chrome Yellow for $6 in Paddington, am going to read it after i plough reluctantly through Davinci. I know, i know, but i don't feel right bitching about something unless i've read it. Same reason i saw The Passion. Brrr. Gibson belongs on that friggin cross.

Anyway, i feel strong enough to read it undaunted and immune, as i just finished Love in a Time of Cholera and re-read The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle. Both exceptional. Maybe i'll survive. maybe not.

Anyway, loved part two. Great photographs. Am thinking of your fictional Japanese girl in the bookstore, the one you shunned so cruelly.
benpeek
Feb. 16th, 2005 11:30 am (UTC)
i've not read ISLAND, though i've never heard anyone say it was their fav. anyhow, i'm planning to reread CHROME YELLOW soon enough, i think. i have a bit of desire too, possibly because i found THE DOORS OF ETERNITY a bit of a slog, which i read in prep for this.

i never saw PASSION. there are things i just know will piss me off, so i go, nah, save my strength. as with DA VINCI, though i did read the first couple of pages in a bookstore. it was enough.

i was a bit confused, for a second, with the fictional japanese girl. it sounded quite unlike me ;)

anyhow, glad you dug it. it was fun having Jesus walk round the streets of Stanmore.
speshal_k
Feb. 16th, 2005 11:22 am (UTC)
Excellent
I've only ever read 'Brave New World' too :-)
benpeek
Feb. 16th, 2005 11:30 am (UTC)
Re: Excellent
apparently ISLAND is also very cool :)

but thanks.
future_conduit
Feb. 16th, 2005 11:32 am (UTC)
___

i was gonna say a whole bunch of stuff, but i'm impeded by 3/4 of a bottle of red. 000000000000000000000

i might just say it any way.

1) have you read huxleys "point, counter point"?

2) if what you say is correct about Huxley, Lewis & Kennedy's syncronic deaths, then that is exactly the sort of thing that i'd like to hear while on Mescalin, but exactly the sort of thing most other people wouldn't.

3) the first time i tried mescalin (extracted from your garden variety san pedro cactus with the help of a few friends, a machette & welding gloves) everything got so "about the silence of the fire" that it drove me nuts. everyone was sitting in a circle. all i could do to avoid insanity was get up, walk the perimeter tapping peoples heads and say "duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck.... goose!"

4) on Gertrude St, Fitzroy (Vic) at the turn of the millenium, there was a shop window (posibly an art gallery) that had a cheesy neon sign surrounding a giant pic of JC with the words happy 2000th birthday.

5) i'm liking the street conversations, reguardless of the authers opinion of the title.
benpeek
Feb. 16th, 2005 11:38 am (UTC)
wine shouldn't stop you. i'm glad you're digging them. i'm having fun myself.

anyhow, it is true that cs lewis, aldous huxley, and jfk all died on the same day. 22 november, i believe. in fact, all those details of their deaths are about as close as i could find out about them, with a bit of fictional room for movement, you know?

i haven't read POINT, COUNTER POINT. i'm afraid when it comes to huxley, i'm a bit more on the orwell girl's side. but, with that said, i do think he was a fine writer.
_val_
Feb. 16th, 2005 02:52 pm (UTC)
Thank you.

For some reason this little dialogue has made me feel good. It made me laugh and it made me think. It echoed well with my soul on some odd level that usually lies dormant and quiet. It's odd how things effect individals differently.
benpeek
Feb. 16th, 2005 10:42 pm (UTC)
your welcome. glad you enjoyed it.
(Anonymous)
Feb. 17th, 2005 01:45 pm (UTC)
Very well done
Good dialogue. I liked this one. Put a smile on worried mind.

D.
benpeek
Feb. 17th, 2005 11:00 pm (UTC)
Re: Very well done
thanks man
dragoneletra
Mar. 9th, 2005 07:11 am (UTC)
Good afternoon, i'm the guy that sumbled, haphazardly onto your journal, read a little and liked it.

Of the four parts you have written so far, I like this one the most I think. Very good ! Look forward to the next one.

Jc
benpeek
Mar. 9th, 2005 09:10 am (UTC)
hey,

that's cool. i like it when people stumble on the journal and like it. it's what it's there for :)

i think everyone has liked Jesus the most. it's going to be hard to top, i think. i don't reckon i will, but you never know. there's four more left, after all.
dragoneletra
Mar. 9th, 2005 10:38 am (UTC)
After reading all of them, I think you will. You have a talent, don't kid yourself, once a lesson is learnt, there is only gain.

Sumbling into things is usually when you fall over the best things in your life or they could be just something as small (small?) as a positive thing. Whether that be a good job, a great book that you will always remember, a new friend, a good deal or somebody's journal.

Cheers

Jc
benpeek
Mar. 9th, 2005 10:43 am (UTC)
thanks, jc. that's real kind of you to say.

dragoneletra
Mar. 9th, 2005 10:51 am (UTC)
I look forward to the next installment.

btw..Jc is (one of) my nickname, or my preferable one (Jfive has a whole new meaning) not a rip off from your story. Thought I might mention that. lol


Jc, Jonny Five, Fraggle, and a whole lot more
benpeek
Mar. 9th, 2005 10:54 am (UTC)
heh. that's cool. truthfully, it didn't even occur to me until you said it then. i think it was the capital J and lowercase c.

anyhow, welcome to the journal, man.
dragoneletra
Mar. 9th, 2005 10:55 am (UTC)
Cheers
*tips both hat and his carlsburg*

Glad I 'sumbled' lol.

Jc
dragoneletra
Mar. 9th, 2005 10:56 am (UTC)
Now...how did that end up there, and not in reply to the other msg ??

benpeek
Mar. 9th, 2005 10:58 am (UTC)
who knows? the net is a twitchy thing at times.
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