Shooting at the Mall

1 meeting Ricky

“The Great God made me. I am a young man on earth that is frustrated. I had hoped to become a famous and therefore rich author then I heard his voice. He told me that since I heard his voice I would write for him and be his man on earth,” Ricky.

Then he said, “What I write you will write but what you write I will not necessarily write. You will be famous in heaven if not earth but any promotion of these writings will be up to you. I will only publish them on WritersCafe.org. The rest is up to you. But what I write is true the same as you are real, made by me. I am the Great God and I am real and what I do and say are true. This is real.”

He, I say he for he is one of the dead on earth because he is evil because the earth; dirt, plants and animals even human's animals are good. All spirits including my man are evil and even he is if I am evil. But he woke and pulling himself from his dream he already did not remember he jumped out of bed, got dressed and went to the main room of his house for there really was no living room just a large room surrounded by bedrooms where the family slept and would go to for refuge in relative privacy.

“What you got?” his little sister half his size and a number of years younger than him asked him.

“That's for me to know and no one else to find out,” he growled at her.

“Let me see!” she shouted and grabbed the 3 foot by 2 ½ foot placard, turning it around.

It read, “Thieves!” in big red letters on a white background with the words, “Merchants here are stealing from you with their prices!” and in larger print, “Go somewhere else!” all in capitol letters.

He doubled up his fist and hit his sister in the face making her left eye suddenly red and puffy. As she put her hand to her eye he quickly made it out the front door into the yard amid screams from his mother for hitting his sister. Then as she stood in the doorway and yelled he mounted his large tired bicycle and was off as fast as he could make it roll.

Later he dumped his bike on its right side and got the placard off the handle bars and stood right in the main entrance to one of the higher priced malls and began shouting to take back the country by boycotting stores that were like that one in particular causing confusion at first at the mall until people took in his placard and began to try to explain what he seemed to mean.

All the people coming to this mall were content with paying too much for things of quality they could get nowhere else in their minds at least and ignored him though some complained to store employees the moment they got inside and security guards were soon on the scene shouting at him and him shouting at the wage slaves before they started for him to forcibly remove this menace to the usual calm that such stores are noted for.

He pulled a gun out of his baggy pants and fired.

The shot hit its mark and caused the security guard that had not been chosen by the Great God for any one of them would do to suit his purposes though the guard was at least single. That is why he was a wage slave to the owners of the mall, why he put himself in dangerous situations to guarantee that shopping at that mall went smoothly and often peacefully as possible.

It was not his fault. He was not evil by doing what his masters told him to do. But he was evil and it is perfectly good to do evil to evil and the evil protester shooting the evil security guard did not concern the good of me who are the servants of the Great God who was in no way compromised by the evil that went down. It was a mostly unspoken scenario that the products sold at the mall were in fact superior. Outside the mall there was very little difference between their sales items than any other mall. The rest of his shots were not so accurate and two of the six guards dispatched to the scene incurred minor injuries.

But 9 1 1 was called and city police officers were soon on the scene as the protester simply went back to protesting as had nothing happened. The police yelled at him from behind barriers of bullet proofed material to surrender the gun which he did. Only then did the ambulance arrive to a peaceful scene as the protester was handcuffed and shackled with one large officer placing his full large hand atop the protester's head to guide his upper half into the squad car.

At his trial he waved bail but decided not to defend himself in a jury trial. During the trial he pointed out that there actually is no money but the denominations of paper and linen that were designated with a value predetermined by the United States of America that had no authority to do so to mere high quality paper. He also claimed that God, he didn't say which one and the Great God denied what he claimed, but he claimed God had told him to stop the recognizing filthy lucre and mammon as the currency by which things were bought and sold and that this was just the beginning.

Other than perhaps lying about the God he mention he had done nothing wrong not nearly as wrong as punching his little sister in the eye had been which technically was not wrong either since she was evil also and it is good to do evil to evil if you are in that spirit. His lawyer and the prosecutor belabored the government's rights where finances in general are concerned and the audience at the trial became larger and more disruptive and vocal and headlines loomed. But the evidence was that he had killed the security guard and had fired at the others forcing a retreat for the security guards were unarmed, another thing that made the high priced mall seem safe and the ambiance of the mall seem the sort of thing that protects riffraff from disrupting shopping as in far more expensive places.

They deliberated as to the shooter's sanity not his goodness. Then they sentenced him to twenty years or so for unpremeditated manslaughter and days later he was in prison and things back home quieted down.

But the first time the inmates were released all together to exercise and their social mingling a man, not a kid grabbed him by the front of his shirt while others blocked the guards' view of what was going on which was a gathering of any size and that was not permitted.

“Psycho are you?” the man asked though he was perfectly sane. “You think you're someone but here you're just everybody's w***e!” Then he hit him as hard as he could in the stomach punishment for hitting his sister even though she was in fact evil and the crowd backed away at the guards' urging to find him puking while on all fours on the blacktopped recreation area where it all took place.

But even though he was evil he served only part of his sentence being released on parole after just 2 ½ years of high security incarceration. The Great God worked miracle after miracle to make sure he was not even molested and served easy time for he had done nothing wrong that day but punch his sister in the eye. Again you can do anything you want to evil or the servants of evil be it good or evil and not do anything wrong and punching his sister in the eye was certainly wrong even though she too was evil but hardly worthy of the sentence he got for the evil he had done that day, a couple of days in jail and a hardy apology would have been sufficient punishment for his evil to which the slug in the gut even seemed excessive.

The Great God lodged a protest concerning that to the Son of God who actually rules earth and its rightful authority comes from him not the government.

“I wanted it to stay high profile a while for what he did was admirable in a violent sort of way and puts those who deal in filthy lucre and get involved with mammon and even become wage slaves of those that do so on notice. The practice's days are numbered. But I would prefer a more peaceable way. There are other ways of dealing with the evil you realize,” would be a fair quote of the Son of God's thinking the Great God thinks and he is right.

The problem persisted at professional offices, clinics, hospitals, fair grounds and any place exorbitant funding was required some times even to be served in emergencies. The pressure was on those who charge too much to lower their prices to something... I was going to say something realistic when actually the entire transaction for money custom is based on a strictly fictional basis. There really is no practical way to have money and no rational way to decide at what price a thing should or should not be sold.

“That is the way to write Ricky,” the Great God said to me, “You did very nearly a perfect job of repeating what I intended you write.”

But the pressure is on the Son of God, the supreme ruler of earth and its only legitimate King to destroy the practice of buying and selling for money or other certificates or even trading in anyway even barter.

“The idea I think is more than to picket for higher wages or to also picket for fairer prices but to bring the runaway greed of merchandisers to a halt or to put a stop to the entire fictional thing of paying nothing to sellers who actually get back nothing. That is why it is not working,” says Ricky Skullane the one who wrote down what the Great God told me to write. But of course being evil I am probably wrong to some extent.

“You are,” I heard a voice say to me though I am not crazy, “It is wrong to buy and sell and trade. If you want more ask the Son of God for it. Do not go out on your own to the evil financiers and those who deal in filthy lucre and mammon.”

Ricky keeps forgetting that even those who elected to die, man and God's alike which Ricky has not yet and so especially him should be asking God for anything they want not trying to cheat or get cheated at the market which everyone should realize is their only other option; good from God, evil from humans. There are markets in heaven but everything there is free.

A banker was shot while mowing his lawn on the weekend. To some of the evil it is open season when they realize he got off so lightly. It was related but impossible to prove, the banker having so many enemies.

2 personalities/spirits

“A man where the Great God's manifestation of his old man is, he is in the process of moving to his body made for him in heaven, pushed him in the hallway when no one but the Gods were around, that and a few visitors. The curious are always around but he ignores them. He loves his privacy. But when John stood up to him he pushed him again at which time another tenant opened her door. John was so angry he called 9 1 1 to have the pusher arrested. But the pusher lied and said that John had pushed him back and the woman who had opened and closed her door said that it sounded like John had pushed him back.

Lies are evidence when two or more liars testify to the same lie.

I think he should be cursed and made someone new that does not even have his personality let alone his memory in heaven either that or they should put him down to unconsciousness and never make him again when he foolishly goes for a walk and suffers a massive coronary,” Ricky.

That is a cold case, Ricky. He has opted after dying to be in heaven but someone nobody knows who does not have his spirit or personality as you call it let alone his memory. He is someone else and a memory full of mostly good things has been provided for the one that took his place. Being cursed forever even for hitting a God let alone the man of a God is a horrible thing. But times were different then. So he was made good with his memories and spirit in tact unable to do anything evil but being evil in his memories and wanting desperately to be evil which he always was inside act5ually. Then he was sent to hell for a while for he enjoyed being evil more than being good despite the fact that the rest of him was evil as things evolved.

But finally when he was killed by us. We made someone completely not him to take his place in the new creation as so many did. He died and stayed dead. The new one we put in his place has no idea he had ever been such a one and believes he lived a full life but he never thought about where. It was the only way back then except if you were not cursed at least you kept your personality and it seemed to you that you had always been the one we made never giving you back your memory though even some of them we have given their memories back now.

But the way it stands now, if you want to you get to keep your memories and personality it is just your mind and who you really are from your own unique perspective that is made good. It is impossible for you to ever be evil though it does happen more times than we would like. When it does happen we see no other choice but to make one like the pusher's replacement out of you.

Keep yourself from evil and avoid thinking like Ricky who thinks he loves me but that way is not very loving. We were working that out back then as to how to handle those who would be in hell knowing they were evil and being forced to be good or worse yet actually go to hell and never recover.

Being in hell is like permanently being somewhere you do not want to be and someone you do not want to be with no way out and no end to the torment. Some like Satan were impervious to it but everyone else opted to at least be someone else the misery of it is so strong. They all died and cannot be made again except by God who would have to violate their last request to do it.

Forevers without end is such a very long time something could change and we could change that torment and them live for it at least seems anything is possible in such a long time and I AM hopes there is a way to do away with the state of mind described above as hell but as for now it seems such a thing will always remain fiction. We tried but nothing worked for them and that only caused us grief.

You have to excuse Ricky. He refuses to die and go to heaven or return to earth as a good man (A God) on earth. He has two children and a tiny wife to take care of and works two full time jobs and writes for me, but being evil he is never right when it comes to his opinions. But he knows that.

It is my hope that he does die before it is too late. But in his mind he thinks about what if something went wrong and he stayed dead or something, or even in a weak moment abandoned his family for the far greater joys of heaven. So he remains evil. Overlook what he says some times. The evil ones around him look upon him as a good hardworking husband willing even to be evil rather than take any chance he might not get to be with his wife and family. All he needs is a new mind filled with good thoughts for his spirit is admirable.

He is not unhappy. He takes a lot of pride in being whom and what he is. But of course I am constantly tempted to just open his mind. That is all Ricky needs to go to heaven not even a new body but he will want one due to aging or to be able to manifest like others do there.

But all of that is beyond him now. Technically he is as yet dead. It is okay to love the dead. We may take him memory and all and give him a new mind when he dies. We could even do it and he not be told and not know the difference. But he is not loving to many other than his wife and kids, but he loves to be loved. His problem is that he does not love himself enough to trust himself to come back changed to earth and raise his kids and continue to love them and his wife. Not all evil persons are bad people.

Then there is a man I am thinking of and paying attention to in heaven with all his memories that barely loves because of them and barely loves to be loved but loves himself so much the way he is that he refuses to get a new spirit. But it seems sometimes that he alone loves his personality.

It is a chore sometimes to love him even though he is always good and does not hold it against others when they ignore him or even snub him in an effort to let him know he desperately needs the upgrade he must see everyone else has. He is so self-centered but one really good thing about him is that he is humble and not conceited to the extent many are among the men in heaven.

I would introduce you to him but I know you might not enjoy the experience. Other than his wife and children I am afraid that is what Ricky might be like when we get him here after the scenario down there. But their personality was tolerated on earth but up here they are sort of spirited away by their own spirit and most of you in heaven realize that. It is truly a beautiful thing to see so many of you, nearly all of you even those like them which there are many but it is beautiful to see you feel for them. That never happened to the extent it does here in this very heaven.

But as we all know up here in heaven relationships we had on earth somehow change especially if they do not come at the same time. If Ricky's children outlive him on earth they may not want that much to do with him when they get to heaven and marital relationships have to be so pure and real they often fall apart also. It is real. I wish it was not. But in time nearly everyone drifts apart even those who are in the same one, mind and will but not necessarily spirit.

Spirits can be changed by your will and persistence and some who are in the same one do not realize it but they would be happier on their own for a while but that is one relationship that can last forevers but rarely does.

For example, my mother is more cultured and a lady. My mom is more of a hillbilly and with her love overrides everything and my dad likes to lie. They both know he is doing it. But they put up with it. He spirits them away, well he spirits Mom away anyway but it is not a very good place he spirits her away to.

My mother loves the sex and my mom does too. Mom loves my dad and her love like I said overrides anything he might do or say. It is unconditional without exception. But she is such a happy spirit I'm afraid the negative places he takes her too might even destroy her and I AM will have to stop it. He was always like that. It is not easy to put up with it after a while especially. Mom gets down when he does it. It is almost like he loves to punish himself that way but he winds up also punishing her and neither one of them have done any wrong but sooner or later it winds up in an argument.

My mother will not have anything but sex to do with him so it does not surprise her but it gets her down too. Mom cried all the time when my mother talked her into leaving him. I do not know what is wise for them and I have too much of my emotional being wrapped up in all three of them to decide any part of it.

If anyone can fix it God can and he will. He will give my dad a new spirit whether he wants it or not.

God did it and from the future he says it worked. It was just a habit that first spirit fell into. They are both in love with him but they ignore each other.

When they make love they do each pair separate as had the other half not been taking place at the same time. Dad does not quite know what to make of it. He had 27 children he claimed on earth, the others he was not sure of and so did not claim. But he never had anything like this.

3 El Eloi

“Them potheads ought to be taken out and shot! Have you seen what they are doing to their families? They are dangerous to have around. Legalize marijuana! Are you kidding? That is where it all starts. So what if a bunch of lazy people with loafer's diseases are in pain or will die early! Just let them have it!” Ricky.

You are right, Ricky. But try to remember Redux and the Spirit she has. They are hurting people going through hell for their own scenario that will always include drugs I am afraid; in most cases that is; both sides of the problem. What they are doing to others in their lives is bad but what about what evil is doing to them. She starts a better scenario for them and rehabilitates them sometimes many at once. You might not see the impact but we are making progress.

“In the meantime they are making the same lowlifes out of their children. It is an endless cycle. You need to stop it and stop it now!” Ricky.

El Eloi is at the other end fighting the evil people who grow and manufacture the poisons. The price of drugs keeps going up dramatically except when it is part of his plan to work out the complex economics of crime because of him. Some of the worst kinds of criminals think they are in charge while El Eloi works his evil against theirs. He has caused many of them to die at each others hands and many to see it in the light of what they are doing to people and seek counseling to quit. Then he turns them over to Redux. They are primed and ready for her scenarios then. More keep coming and more will keep coming maybe not to drugs but to the many evil things available for criminals to do to others and most of that to themselves also. It is tricky business.

“I deal harshly with them,” El Eloi would say in my opinion, “I hit them hard and show them my power. They only understand power. I don't wait for them to hear or see me. I just hit them and kill them when I can for they are beyond rehabilitating in most cases. I don't send very many to Me whom you are calling Redux. It is a waste of time even though Redux says that is not so and that anyone can be rehabilitated by her. It is just too slow for me. They do too much damage in too little time. I love them and want to see them changed so that they are only a problem when you go back in the past where they are all at. If you would just do that you would see how horrible they really were. Then you could compare it to now. I've taken over the drug industry but to get the ones doing the damage I have to let them think they are running it for a while yet I am afraid. I give them every chance just by watching them. Then I hit them; hard and with evil against evil simply because it is more effective.”

“I do not worry about rehabilitation,” El Eloi said on the topic. “These are our worst enemies. We are at war. What I do I love doing. But I love them. Nobody wants to be evil anymore. That all ended with you know who. I kill them to kill them. They cannot be that way. That is all there is to it. Even then I cannot keep you safe. If you are evil you die; sometimes by my right hand sometimes by your worst enemies or best and most loyal friends. It does not matter to me. Just so long as you are dead. Then what happens to you is up to them. It does not concern me. I love being on the front line doing my best where it counts the most. You all are doing a great job. But do not think I will let you tamper with me and mine and what we do. You have a lot of heroes here. We are in hell every day and we do it because we love to do it and there is nothing wrong in it. We do you in for good.”

And he stays good while he is doing it. Like those more often in heaven in a place that does not remind you of the hell he is in for you. He never does any evil or when he does he makes it even. But as he says, “I never worry about it to tell the truth. I am like a devil to them and sometimes I am their worst nightmare, brutal and all.”

And they are only men and some women. They feel the pain and it does not matter if they believe he can do it or not. He can. If you need him he is already there doing all he can. “If you come to me, come crying for you will be before I am done anyway,” El Eloi says, “You are evil sons of b*****s too. I cannot stand evil, criminals or what. You are all criminals to me on earth. When I come to you I bring hell with me whether you are in hell already or not and my hell is the worst there is.”

I feel for you.

“It is the way I want to be forevers without end as you say. I do what you want me to do but you are not me so you would do it,” he sums it up for us.

When he manifests they know who he is and before he is done even the worst are screaming. He did the same to Satan and his. We do not talk about it much. It is not fun to think about. But it is necessary. He is not in me. He is in no one and if he ever turns evil I would be foolish to stop him. I am sorry if that is hard for you to take. It is the way it is, the way they make sure it has to be.

“I love this guy. Do you not?” Ricky.

I do but that is not why he does it I worry sometimes.

“I do,” El Eloi says, “That's the only reason I do it.”

“He's my hero!” Ricky.

“I do not care about any of your evil bullshit,” El Eloi says, “It is getting you through alive that counts.”

If you are good he is a delight to be around and loves, loves to be loved and as you saw he loves himself and what he is doing for good and so far he is good. But if you are evil remember he hates evil of any kind. But he is not a delight to be around sometimes for those who are barely what he is.

Author's Note

Ricky only wrote from here on before I wrote in my manifestation which I called John and even once George Oliver Davis in case anyone was wondering. RICKY REALLY DOES EXIST ON EARTH SOMEWHERE I AM NOT SURE BUT I THINK SOMEWHERE IN THE USA.

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[John Fredrick Carver]

There never was a Ricky Skullane. He was just a spirit from a dream that just left.

[John Fredrick Carver]

I had 18 spirits. That's all my family did was verbally abuse each other and still do. They all hate me because I told them the truth. They want nothing to do with me. That makes me free!!!! Free at last as they say. Brain recently broke both arms of a drug dealer and twisted both of them off while he was still alive then when he died he yanked off both his legs. He was evil but he did it to an evil guy so technically I am good even with what he did. He knew he had gone too far and he just left. I have another spirit who isn't as good a writer but loves to tell stories. I am going to have him introduce you to the other 17 of us. I don't write very well without brain. He was our best hope we thought to have a successful author in the works. But after what he did nobody wants anything to do with him including me. Now a word from the storyteller: I like to take credit for what Brain wrote. I brag. I lie. Sometimes I show off when there is nothing to show off. Stop being so truthful about it all. They will all be able to tell a yarn from the God's truth.