you try to place chess pieces on your 'promised land'
you occupy & commodify divinity
but if it's so sacred then why do you demand that anyone should own it
and bleed it dry until that holy place is nothing more than a pilgrim's strip-mall?
suddenly it is clear: of all tourists, the best kind are those that'll leave behind worldly lucre
(paid in exchange for renditions of a saviour cast in plastic - whose model behaviour conjures up romantic dreams
of a place where all of this world has no bearing on eternal existence)
so, they occupy & commodify divinity
they occupy and bleed dry divinity