Tuesday, April 08, 2014
I am resplendent in divergence
The end is the best part. After the stop. I love the end. Sometimes I start chanting that bit spontaneously. "I am resplendent in divergence." It's a holy thing.
I've been looking for this song forever, because upon a time I owned it, on vinyl, and I think of it often, every time I encounter a new ism. Surely my vast knowledge of isms can be traced back to this song. I learned more isms than any 12-year-old ought to know. I developed a weird interest in the Great Schism, and also the teachings of Nestorius. I think solipsism may still be my favourite, though, because it was my first.
Sometimes when I hear bells, I say, out loud, "Bells! I can hear bells!"
Nobody ever gets the reference, though, with my chanting, or the bells, or the diction of various isms.
Having seen Divergent this weekend with my daughter, I am now, of course, resplendent in it.
Thank you, Internet, for restoring this divergence to me.