Abandoned Pigeon Church: Forgive Us For Our Trespass
Forgive Us Dear Lord For Our Transgressions...
Finding this abandoned church of worship was pretty easy. The exact location of this former house of worship would surprise many urban explorers. It's located right in the heart of a rather busy neighborhood surrounded by so many changes. I won't go into detail on the history of this place since it is quite a gem once inside. Let us begin on my mission to get inside this place of God.
|Upper Balcony View|
|Center of Religious Indoctrination aka Central bimah|
Once inside this once grand and former religious institution, I was joined by a different flock of congregants. They made their presence known cooing and flapping around my head as daylight began to trickle inside. I could already tell that these faithful pigeons had made inside their home. Large quantities of pigeon feces were everywhere. It would take large and extensive renovations to fix this epic mess. The pigeons had already made a cosy home within the holes of the roof. Plaster and roofing materials had already come down in some places. Looking up you good see this church was a grand and beautiful house where many came to worship. The elaborate banister and ceiling tiles on the ground floor were intricate and symbolic. Seating numbers were etched in seating cushions.
|Numbered Seating Arrangements|
|Once majestic ceiling.|
|Views from the middle of church seating.|
One point of note was there was no awful graffiti as some abandoned churches have been desecrated by unmoved artists angering local and historical preservationists to no end. No piping or artefacts seemed to have been absconded with into the night. A large selection of religious texts was still on shelves and down in the basement much more were sitting unopened. As the many pictures showcasing this "church", I took no pictures of the basement. Why do you ask? Well, down in the basement I came across some rather large rodents scuttling around without fear. I quickly took some video and headed back up. No rodent was going to fight me for pictures.
|Church selfie? Am I going to hell?|
Much of the property stood as the day the doors were finally closed to the last of the faithful congregants. Drapes were still in place and opened religious texts covered in mounds of pigeon feces lay open with no one to read from them to the ears of the faithful. I would assume the sacred and most cherished prized possession of this institution was probably removed a long time ago. I certainly didn't look for it.
|Where I like to sit in church most of the time.|
|When the religious literature puts you in a state of eternal slumber.|
|Seating pews gave phenomenal views all around wherever you sat for worship. The rounded seating gallery arrangement was added for the women.|
In the end, only time will tell what happens to this property. The ravenous appetite of property developers will have to wait a little longer as the property deteriorates even further by the elements until demo day arrives. Let us forgive those that trespass against us...