This evening, I went to a “guided meditation” session in the Sacred Space of Ell Hall. The room itself is pretty awesome, with a Japanese design theme and a ceiling that looks like metallic origami. However, the meditation wasn’t what I thought it would be. I expected the “guided” aspect to mean a mental journey through another realm, such as a magical forest abundant with tree-elves. Unfortunately the meditation leader just told us to clear our minds and focus on the sensation of our clothes on our skin, and such. It wasn’t a negative experience, but I don’t think I’ll be going back for seconds.
In other news, last night I watched a zombie gore-fest movie called Doghouse. In this British film, a group of middle-aged bros unwittingly vacation to a town infested with female zombies, due to a virus that only infects women. This movie hits two birds clichés with one stone by plotting the tragedy as a result of 1) a biological virus/apocalypse and 2) the military’s inhumanity (like a mix of I am Legend and Avatar). Anyway, today Andy made a color-coded map of our floor that shows threat levels on a scale of 1-10 (10 being the highest) in the event that every girl turns into a zombie. To my surprise, I had a danger ranking of 6. I think I could be a much more dangerous zombie than this—at least an 8.4. I could do a lot of damage with my hot glue gun.
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