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erase the notion that undervalued and underpaid labor is not absolutely essential to the functioning of society. erase the idea that “anyone could do it” and replace it with “someone has to do it.” and then compensate accordingly.

I’ve come to the conclusion that I will never not be obsessed with Avatar: The Last Airbender and that’s that on that.

My school created a God.

I am a student at an art university.

There is an infamous building on our campus, called “Montgomery House” or more commonly, “Monty.” Monty is the building for animation, game design, special effects, sound design, and basically everything that requires highly powerful, highly specialized computers and software. The building is infamous for a couple of reasons. It’s located pretty far away from any other building, for one. The building itself used to be a coffin factory, no joke.  Another is the building has no windows. None. There are also no clocks anywhere. Once you enter Monty, you are completely separated from the flow of time and the light of day.  Probably the reason Monty is most known though is because students in the “monty majors” have to spend a lot of time there. A lot. It is not uncommon for somebody to spend more than a few days exclusively within the sunless, dark walls of Monty. If you go to the building, it is not surprising to see students sleeping on the floor, on the few chairs available, on the computers. Some bring sleeping bags and rations. Some just forgo sleep, buy espresso shots and work. The entire building just smells of coffee and sweat. It really seems like an exageration, but its not hyperbole. 

Why I bring this up is because of something that’s started recenetly. Inside the building, the school has hung up artwork on the walls from other majors as is typical on campus. One of the artworks was a self-portrait painting of a man with long, scraggly brown hair and a full beard looking pensively off into the distance. The painting became known as “Monty Jesus.”

Students, in their desperation for their files to render, or the computers to work, began to offer prayers to Monty Jesus. Soon, they began writing their prayers and taping them next to the painting. The wall is now covered, completly plastered, in prayers to Monty Jesus for things like “Fix the wifi” and “let me live through finals” and more simply “help me.” Candles have been added. Literal candles are placed around Monty Jesus in hopes he will help them.

This is how religions are born. Monty Jesus is considered a “joke”, but people at Monty still hold…. quite a lot of superstitious faith in the concept. There is even talk of a “Monty Satan” that creates software failures. It might be in jest, but these students really are hoping for some force to help them. And they’ve given it a name, an image, and respect.  Monty Jesus is real, and I’m sure of it. The desperate students have created their own spirit and their own form of worship, out of need.

Religion, spirituality, didn’t stop being relevant. It didn’t stop being something people need and want, and have the desire to create. It’s still happening, and it always will as long as their are people.  The spirit of creation, new deities and new worship, is alive and well today and should not be ignored simply because it is “new” or “a joke.”

The personality of each avatar is what the world needed the previous avatar to be.

be the surreal nonsense you wish to see in the world

I have F in PE because I can’t pass the swimming. And next week we are gonna dance alone in front of the class. I can barely talk in front of the class without feeling like I’m gonna break.

And I won’t dance in front of the entire class when I already have a F. Just accept it.

86 400

Maybe a year ago I decided to calculate exactly how many seconds there are in 24 hours (or a day). It turned out to be 86 400 seconds. Since then I have remembered that and I write it down on my hand each day, as a reminder that I have 86 400 seconds each day to do or change something. It kind of calms me. I kind of want a tattoo of it in the future. Today we had national finals. On one of the questions we had to calculate how many seconds there were in 24 hours. I got sooo happy and still am. I didn’t learn it for nothing after all.

Part 6

I’m drinking apple juice from a coffe mug feeling like a fancy penguin