Parallel World

Arist Ji Lee installs dioramas he calls”Parallel Worlds” on ceilings of people’s homes. Check out some of these cool installations that he has up — literally (below).

Ji Lee says:

People fill the floor of their homes with furniture and walls with paintings and pictures. So why are the ceilings left empty? Decorating ceilings was a celebrated art form in the past centuries that somehow got lost through the reductionism of modernism. People don’t look at the ceiling anymore. It’s a dead space. So I wanted to bring a small wink to this space. I also liked the idea that somehow there’s a parallel world which coexists with ours.

Pope Mohammed and Flowery Flatulence

“Before humanity fell from Gollah’s graces,” says Pope Mohammed trailing off. His voice echoes against the wall of the public restroom you’re sharing. He is washing his hands. You are on the other side of a stall door sitting on a toilet listening. On the stall door in front of you, it reads, “Have a nice poo.”

“Before humanity fell,” Pope Mohammed repeats. “People’s flatulence smelled like newly-cut flowers and freshly-squeezed lemons.”

Beside you, the stall wall reads, “Satin Rules” around a drawing of a five-sided star.

Pope Mohammed tugs several times on a paper towel dispenser. You listen to the rustling of paper against his skin as he dries his hands. Your pants are around your ankles.

On the other stall wall, it reads, “I feel like this is the only real mark I’ll make in the world.”

Pope Mohammed says, “After the first man and woman disobeyed Gollah, Gollah cursed humanity’s body odor forever.”

If you had a Sharpie, you decide that — underneath “Satin Rules” — you would write, “It’s a nice fabric and all, but I don’t know if it rules.”


Apropos to a previous post

Recently I wrote about the how I perceive miracles as natural events (here). There are no miracles like the ones in the bible, which leads skeptics to the conclusion that supernatural miracles can be discounted all together.

When people say something is a miracle, there is a general understanding that it’s something natural. There are no instant healings. There are no water-into-wine happenings. There are no examples of raising people from the dead like the biblical stories.

There are events that seem extraordinary, but they aren’t outside of the natural order of possibility.

My perspective is that there were never any biblical miracles. Biblical miracles were literary devices to make stories better. Samson didn’t have superhuman strength. Jonah didn’t spend three days in the belly of a whale. The Red Sea didn’t part. The first-born male of every Egyptian wasn’t murdered. Frogs didn’t rain from heaven. Elijah didn’t light his soaking-wet altar via a fire reigning down from heaven.

When someone says something is a miracle, they are referring to a person who had cancer, but was given a new lease on life through modern science.

Or they say, “Coincidently I was provided for in some way. Wow, what a miracle.” But there are absolutely no examples of supernatural intervention in today’s day-to-day life.

Or you have idiots like Bill O’Reilly saying things like, “Tide goes in. Tide goes out. Never a miscommunication.”

Well, Bill, you’re an asshole. Try to tell Japanese people, “There’s never a miscommunication.” The tide ripped through the Pacific with a vengeance yesterday. And it did it in an explicable fashion. A simple understanding of science showed that. Whether you think that the earthquake was god or satan, the quake is explicable in natural terms.

Sometimes things aren’t directly explicable, but that doesn’t indicate supernatural miracle. For every instance of something good or seemingly miraculous, there are more examples of the bad. God may have saved your loved one, but he ripped my loved one from me. So thanks for making me feel like shit.

Half the time a believer is bragging about a “miracle,” they are hurting someone else’s feelings. It might be time to stop using the term “miracle.”

Friendly Atheist recently posted this cartoon (below) from resident pastor friend of Le Café David Hayward and I think it should be reposted here. Read Hemant’s original post here.

Yesterday, many people wrote that they would pray for the victims of the earthquake, which I see as a pompous way to say you aren’t going to do anything at all except draw attention to yourself.

Instead, do something about it. Make something happen.

Be someone else’s miracle.

How’s that sound?