Gods I used to know

Gods I used to know

As a boy I thought my soul the child of two fathers: a Devil who wasn't so bad and a God more Old than New Testament... But where the Devil gave us hedonism, God offered hope and it was living, thrilling, fun and false.

Our god was not real. And so false hope and hedonism were the gods I used to know, but they're not confined to the past for they are in my DNA. And so like Sisyphus, I endlessly roll rocks of hope uphill only to have them roll down again.

Now I have no hope. I am without hope. I am hopeless.



Can you see the two conjoined faces in the picture above? Which one is the Devil? Did he look at you? If you zoom in on his eye and find it is looking at you, read more to save your soul.



Paint it, black. Rolling Stones 1966

The Living Years, Mike & The Mechanics 1988

Cats In The Cradle, Harry Chapin 1974



Sisyphus, Greek mythology

Self portraits, Brett Whiteley 1939-92

Platoon, film 1986



Perplexed, God, Devil