Passage #128: 14 December 2011
They are so versatile.
They may be mysterious and personal, of meaning only to those who build them.
They may be places to gather and express a common devotion.
They may be visible reminders of events long past.
They may be a way to memorialize someone who no longer walks (or rides) among us.
They may establish a balance to the world by assigning a place in which the spirits and gods are connected to us and we to them.
They may provide a way to turn the ethereal and invisible into something concrete (or something plaster, or something paint, or something markers-on-cardboard).
Or they may just be an excuse to wear funny hats and drive little cars around. One must never underestimate the appeal of funny hats and little cars.
Ah, shrines, is there anything they can't do