Thursday, 1 September 2016

When the outworld comes knocking at the gates of the modern city…

When the outworld comes knocking at the gates of the modern city…


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From The Word of the Money God: a Prophesy


by Taylor, High Priest of the Order of the Modern Machine

1 Corinthians 13 New International Version (NIV) with an unmistakably Orwellian twist (Keep the Aspidistra Flying…reader’s voice)

13 If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have money, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have money, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have money, I gain nothing.
Money is patient, money is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Money does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Money never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears.  When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and money. But the greatest of these is money.


Believers, you will be modern citizen-workers in thought, word and deed. Any who fail to modernize will be supported for a time by the priests of the Money God; but those who cannot transform their lives in accordance with his Word, in accordance with modern science, the eternal laws of capitalist exchange, the modern system, the modern logic, the modern mode of management will be branded unbelievers and banished to the hinterlands, to live out their lives as pariahs, untouchables, invisibles who walk like ghosts outside the walls of the modern city.

They will be known as creatures of the outworld, and they will creep through the forests of folklore. They will become the wicked night-crawlers that keep children awake at night. Mothers will warn their children:

‘Be good modern children now, or the outworld creatures will come for you while you sleep and drag you down into the deepest, darkest depths of the hinterland lagoon.

This is the word of the Money God.

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2 Photographers report on the current refugee crisis on the Greek island of Lesbos [September 2016]


Le Monde Jeudi 1er Septembre 2016


<< Quand on voit des enfants noyés qui ont le même âgque ceux qu’on va  border dans leur lit le soir même, c’est difficile de garder son sang-froid. >>


When you see drowned children who are the same age as the ones who try to climb into your bed the same night, it’s hard to keep a sense of proportion.


Il a vu de petites ONG venir sur place davantage pour se faire de la publicité que pour aider les gens. <<Tout est toujours une question d’argent. Il y a des gens qui souffrent, et d’autres qui font du business>>


He has seen NGOs come in for the publicity rather than to help other people. ‘It’s always a question of money. There are those who suffer, and those who do business…

[Aris Messinis, photographe en chef au bureau d’Athenes de l’Agence France-Presse (AFP)]



<< Avec mes images, je veux montrer que tout le monde peut devenir un réfugié un jour. Vous êtes dans un beau salon entouré d’objets que vous aimez, et un an plus tard vous êtes sur les routes a fuir avec votre famille >>


With my images, I want to show that anybody can one day become a refugee. You are in your nice living room surrounded by the things you love, and one year later, you’re on the road, fleeing with your family.’



[Yannis Behrakis, photographe en chef au bureau de Reuters]