Before I left New York City (I’m out of town, remember?) I went out to eat with a friend. We had the best ginger and carrot dressing, ever! But this post is not about that. I’m actually going to show you something I had already chosen not to. I didn’t care for the memory it evoked…
Then Carmi published Thematic Photographic 217: “Drink Up,” and the playful sweetness in his tone when he said, “I didn’t really want to spend a dozen and a half hours suspended above the planet with an alcohol-fed headache,” brought the picture to mind without making me want to hurl. So here it is:
You are probably wondering why such a lovely picture would inspire nasty feelings in me. Well, it is not the image itself, but what happened a few moments before I took it. I was standing near a church, waiting for my friend to get off work.
There were homeless people walking around, begging. An old man, whose scent pricked my nose before his words touched my ears, asked someone walking into the church for a dollar. The church patron let loose a storm of curses that left me a bit surprised. I mean, most people have the decency not to curse in front of a place others consider sacred, right?
Anyway, I followed the curser into the church—I’m not sure why. I guess I wanted to know what he was going to do inside. He walked to the back of the building, purchased a candle from the church shop, placed it next to the bunch that was already burning, and said a rather loud prayer about world peace and world hunger. I wanted to smack him.
When he turned around, I was staring at him. I’m sure the look on my face wasn’t friendly. My eyes probably called him hypocrite and my scowl voiced my disgust. Today, Carmi’s photo prompt—the arrangement of the cups—reminded me of the picture. It made me wonder, if the church patron believed that he could offer a drink of hot wax in exchange for world peace and food for all.
The candle burning at the top, alone, is the one the man added.
And this is “Some Kind of Thirst” by Carmi Levy.
Sweet, cool and soothing, isn’t it?
It washed away the nasty taste left behind by the church patron’s waxy offering
Drink up, my Wicked Luvs ;-)