POST #13—SACRED PLACE

What are all these dogs doing here?

If this is such a sacred place, then why are those kids playing soccer in the human sacrifice plaza?
If this is such a sacred place, then why are those kids playing hide-and-seek around the altar?
If this is such a sacred place, then why are those kids splashing under the holy fountain?

Look at that statue. Why does the man have a plate sticking out of his head with little tufted plants growing out of it?
Yeah, he's dancing with some kind of rattle. Maybe he's a god.
No, I think that's a calendar. You know, I don't think that's a rattle in his hand.
Whatever.

Stop pointing. I think that means something in their religion.

Where is the monastery?
Have you seen a garbage can around anywhere?
Where is the convent?
Is there a bathroom here?
Where is the temple?

I wonder how many times a day they had to walk up and down those steps.
For most people, only once, the last time. Then their parts went every which way, so to speak.
Is this where they cut their hearts out?

Why do those skulls have all those little holes in them? Was that a headache remedy?
Keep your voice down, this is a sacred place.