New Zealand 2nd tour According to the ancient Greeks, when we look up at night, we don't see gods. We see evidence of gods. We see the underside of their realm, worn through in spots like old cloth. Worn to tiny pinprick holes in that centuries old fabric. Heavenly daylight shines subtly through. The god-realm brilliance occasionally blocked by shadows cast as the deities themselves move about, causing leaked specks of god-sun to blink off And on And off. And we imagine we're not alone. â€˘ Wellington, New Zealand. Friday August 29th, 2008, their winter. Evening. We found them, Lynette and I. The glow-worms. That night. The tour was cancelled, after just one gig. Matthew cancelled it. Or actually, Eddy pulled the household investment, and then Matthew cancelled it. After an argument. After that first gig lost money. More on that later. We found the Glow-worms at the end of a street and about a block down a dark, overgrown, dirt path. In a park just over the hill, north of downtown. Downtown Wellington. We'd taken the touristy incline trolley up at dusk, and wandered through the quiet, darkening, residential neighborhood past the very few people out walking dogs, or out running errands, or just out. After they'd pass, we'd be alone again. Alone in thoughts. Silent.
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