My friend Dusty, a street magician and a fun guy had just finished his show. I was hanging out just behind him with the other street performers. The leader of the break-dancing crew came over with a massive white bible in his hand. Addressing another performer he said “This is the only version of the bible that matters.”
“And why’s that?” said the nameless man.
The Breaker opened the book to Genesis, which I had just read the week before. “Look here, it says The dome of the sky is heaven. You following me, the dome of the sky is heaven. But think about it. The dome IS the sky, so therefore the sky is heaven. See that man, the sky is heaven.”
The man with no name looks up, looks back and says, “the sky is blue.”
Angrily the Breaker said “Are you fucking retarded, did you not just hear what I said. The sky is heaven.”
“Well the sky is also blue.”
Me and Dusty watched as the absurdist drama unfolded before our eyes, holding in our laughs with everything in us.
The Breaker said “Man you need to start reading man, you don’t know how to think. Look here, it says the dome of the sky is heaven. So the sky is heaven. Do you get it?”
“Well,” said the nameless face “the sky may be heaven but it is also blue.”
“ARE YOU FUCKING RETARDED! HEAVEN IS NOT A COLOR! HEAVEN IS NOT A COLOR!” The Breaker stormed off.
No-Name approached me to validate his position “I see what he’s saying the sky is heaven, but the sky is also blue though. I look up, I see the color blue. You know what I’m saying, so the sky must be blue. Right?”
All I said was “I don’t know man, I’m not religious.”
No-Name hadn’t walked but five feet before we burst into tears laughing. I love this city!