There’s a street-evangelist who hangs out in the CBD of Melbourne, with a little PA system and a stand-full of brochures to guide you towards eternal salvation in Christ. We must be a particulary heathen bunch in Melbourne, because in all the years I have been passing him, I have never once seen anybody take him up on the offer.
What I have noticed, especially in the last few months is that the evangelist dude sounds like he is experiencing an altered state of consciousness as he recites various passages from the bible at the disinterested passers-by.
He has started singing the bible verses, in a way that reminds me of the Krishna folk with their drums and their mantras wending their way down the street. It’s not a pretty sight…his eyes are glazed and his body twitches and he looks like any other junkie on the street, except he doesn’t hassle you for spare change.
Is he just so totally bored with the stuff he is spouting (especially as no-one actually listens to him), or has he managed to find some sort of Nirvanic ecstasy in the really tedious passages…he only reads the boring ones I’ve noticed.
Is this an as-yet undiscovered getting off yer’ tits source to be capitalised upon?
It’d make going to your dealer an interesting exercise…d’ya wanna coupla grams of weed, or a coupla kilos of St James today?