Today riding the MAX light rail from Portland city centre a man approached me and wanted to sit next to me although there was plenty of space for him to sit not beside me but I indulged him. He then wanted to talk about the book I was reading, or actually he did not look like he wanted to talk at all, but he did talk to me asking about what I was reading and then with a glance he dismissed the Lovecraft book I am currently reading as "science fiction" wrinkling his nose if I was not mistaken.
He was already acting somewhat antisocial looking the other way while talking and in the pretty typical way here not listening. He claimed to know about the today largely forgotten and somewhat obscure writer Lord Dunsany, then asked me if I read the bible. So that was what he wanted to talk about. He exposed himself as the jesus-freak he was. From that point onward I knew that nothing good was coming out of this encounter.
I said yes I have read enough parts of the story book he was referring to and I am ashamed that the culture I come from have the scripture with the worst prose.
He did not really have anything to add to that so instead he looked away and started murmur something un-discernible. Save by the bell we reached the station and I went the opposite way from the jesus-freak. I think that he might have been out on a mission to convert someone. He did not seem to happy about it. I held my distance as well as you can in a confined space since there are to many weapons around here wielded by to many crazy fiends.
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