Calvin came over today just to chill. We put his Minolta Motor Drive on eBay, in which I provided the pictures. Calvin brought over two movies to watch: Taken and The Exorcist. Taken was epic; I can’t really get over how epic it was right now. Liam Neeson was a serious beast in that film; there was a scene that made me repeat “He’s serious.” about twenty times. The Exorcist is not new to me, but it was still good either way. The “shocking” parts are now hilarious, but I still think the movie is devastating in a deep sense. The subject of demonic possession has always interested me (morbid much)? Its said that early monks would burn certain concoctions to see different demons and would then notate their appearance and their name. Now, burning certain “concoctions” could also mean that they were well on their way to being as high as a kite; therefore enabling anything to be pictured in their minds. Not that I doubt there are demons with names, I am just concerned about the legitimacy of which demons. Pazuzu is such a character.
