The mist had now lifted from my unseen other
friend and I could see now that she was a
girl, about my age, and looked to be a
combination of Pakistan and Oriental
combined. Really rather pretty at that.
And apparently she, too, was undergoing
these 'pains' as I was, for her prettiness
was clouded by earlier crying and she, too,
was holding a small crystalline bowl in her
hand.
Having had enough torments for one day I set
my own bowl down on the ground. Suddenly it
changed shape into that of a crystal. Much
longer at the top than the sides so it was
like a double-edged knife with no handle to
it. I felt it important to keep so I
hurriedly placed it in my pocket.
Then I heard someone else speaking. It
wasn't a different Being, no, it was the
girl across the way, but it was not amplified. And I didn't understand
her language so I just raised up one of my
hands in friendly gesture. She looked at me
for a moment finally becoming silent and
finally mirrored my hand actions.
We were interrupted by the peaceable silence
when Being spoke - as if reading my thoughts, "How indeed. How indeed
has my tapestry gone so wrong ? Perhaps you
can find the answer for me - David."
And when the Being spoke my name, it was
thrilling. As if a Father might call his own
beloved child. And I knew, no matter how old
or how wise I became, that I would always
ALWAYS be a child to Him. I paused in my
thoughts.
Mankind may indeed reach the farthest stars as I had
hoped, but - and I felt tears moisten my
eyes again, it wouldn't be in my lifetime.
It wouldn't be - now. For now is - and I
thought about it - if only for an instant -
man seemed to have gotten no further than
plundering our great Sapphire Earth for it's
resources, for man's greatest comforts and
pleasures and naught much more than that.
I felt - despicable. Dirty. Terrible - that
I could call myself a descendant of man. And
perhaps I would be punished for this. For
suddenly I couldn't breathe ! My own breath
was trapped within my chest, as if it had
turned to a solid crystal itself.
As I choked I suddenly saw myself hurling
through space back to Earth, and apparently
it was - some time before the plagues
because the sky appeared blue and beautiful
again. As my feet touched the grass beneath
me, I realized that I had arrived a week
before the plagues. And that I was supposed
to find some REASON for them not to occur.
Then apparently the decision was not yet
made to destroy all of mankind ? And that
perhaps my weight of their 'good' could be
ascertained in this time. What were the balances to the gods ? And as I looked
around, it was if my sight could pass
through all solid walls. Nothing was hidden
from me. I still saw all of Earth, wracked
in it's lover's bed of sin and desire.
And then I was standing outside my Dad's
house again. I could hear the party had
continued and there was the sound of polite
drunken laughter. At once I thought to
Lorraine. Was she really a demon ? Was it
Being's way of testing me ? Perhaps I needed
to rescue her from the impending doom upon
the planet !
With this firm resolve, I reached forth to
open the front door when it suddenly
splintered, wood fragments flying in all
directions and both blood and human body
parts were flung asunder around me.
I was - horrified by what I was seeing.
'Lorraine' had grown in size and towered
over what was once the roof of the house.
How tall she was I had no idea. Words failed
me so I just stared aghast at the carnage
her sudden growth had caused.
Looking around me I saw bewildered party
guests, several in serious condition from
pieces of house having fallen on them or
sharp smaller pieces skewered through them,
screaming in agony and gasping in pain as
they struggled for breath.
And then and there, Lorraine spoke down to
me, and it was not so pretty a voice as it
was before, "I waited and waited for you,
David ! I have lost my patience, now see what you made me do !"
I stepped backwards, tripping over some
rubble but got right back up and continued
to walk away from her but not turning my
back, "Lorraine, you are truly - evil ?"
I looked at her. She appeared to be the
small young girl that she was earlier, if
only so much larger in scale. Then she
looked at me with her own fiery violet eyes,
"Yes, David. I =AM= evil. But understand
this. I want you. I want you very, very
badly. Can't you feel it too ?"
I thought on her words for the moment, and
it was as if a ticklish warmth had enveloped
me, all over, as if I were burning up with a
dizzy fever and I just wanted to go to sleep
in the depths of her eyes. Her eyes were
hypnotic and enchanting to me.
Lorraine continued, "I want to taste you,
David. And you yourself WANT to be tasted.
Do not deny yourself this pleasure !" She
then rolled her tongue across her perfect
white teeth and I felt my shoulders shake in
both curiosity and fear.
Then she reached out directly for me ! I
turned around to run away but I was caught
firmly in her grasp. I struggled to wriggle
free but she squeezed harder and I knew if I
continued, she would kill me outright. I ceased fighting her.
Looking down at the wreckage she had caused,
for a moment, I thought I saw the pretty
Pakistan-Oriental girl crawling away, also
bloody and broken from what happened. I
struggled with new energy but she then
placed a warm and very firm thumb over my
head and pushed hard and my ears screamed in agony - letting me know it
would go worse for me the more I resisted
her.
And then she held me before her face and
despite the fact I knew she was pure evil,
she was beautiful to behold. As if she held
the very best of mankind in her design. Her
flawless red hair, dazzling violet eyes, and
sensual red lips. I shuddered again and once
she realized it was fear I was feeling and
no longer struggling, she laughed.
"Let me taste you, David - NOW !"
And she placed me directly in her mouth !
I was worried at once for sharp teeth, but I
couldn't see any. In fact, her mouth was
completely alien from a human's own. There
were three beautiful pink tongues, as big as
I was, in a mobile bed of flesh and behind
was a strange raised triangular protrusion
from the front of her mouth that had weird
hieroglyphics etched into it.
The middle tongue was forked and it grabbed
roughtly at my clothes and sharply ripped
them off and asunder, retracting and
suddenly swallowing them as I bounced in her
mouth, leaving me completely naked, except
for my belt, which apparently the tongue
could not remove.
The other two tongues suddenly mashed up
against my chest and back, forcing me to lay
down against them as if they were two
massive pillows for my comfort.
I gasped in pleasure and knew I would be
forced into doing something I didn't want if she continued. But then my
brain
thought onto things. Why is she doing this ?
I must assume now she is a being of evil so
what does she get out of this ?
And then my head hit on it.
Souls.
Souls - something
that no living being had yet to artificially
reproduce on it's own. Life. My ejaculation,
like all of our Creator's precious beings,
held the KEY TO CREATING LIFE. If evil truly
wanted to collect souls, instead of killing
me and gaining only one, why not pump out of
me new souls, innocent and borne to the world - for evil's own appetite ?
And perhaps newborn souls were something to
be desired far more than living matured ones ?
I groaned in despair at this and struggled
to get up from the sticky wet tongues. But
the 3rd tongue, dormant at this point was
apparently hovering over me, for any sign of
resistance, and when I showed it, the 2nd
tongue vanished in the back of her throat as
the 3rd coiled me up, like I was bent over a
whipping post.
and then the forked tongue flattened out
into a paddle and lashed down to
SPANK me on my bare butt, hard too, several
times, where I cried out in both pain and
humiliation. And as I was spanked there was
gentle laughter from Lorraine as if the whole thing was some kind of
game to her and she was clearly enjoying the disgrace I felt from being
whipped by her.
I realized each time I resisted, I would
receive a sound spanking from this weird
forked tongue, hard enough to make me cry
until I was just wailing like a baby begging her to stop. But perhaps I
could plan an escape somehow ?
I gave a sign of
resistance again but this time as the forked
tongue raised up to smack me on my butt
again, I leapt around and grabbed it in both
my arms and squeezed tightly, hoping to
cause it to retract so I could escape out
the mouth.
But it didn't, and I found quite quickly
that it was immensely stronger than me.
Seeing I was now trying to be clever, the tongue easily
jumped free and coiled around my neck and squeezed.
I was
blacking out so I - I reached out to caress
it, to assuage it from killing me outright.
Then I looked down and wincing my eyes in
disgust - kissed it, and was surprised to
find it delicious like hot cinnamon candy.
And apparently this pleased Lorraine for her
forked tongue suddenly retracted back up in
the air as one of the other tongues gripped
me comfortably around my waist and held me in place. Then I
heard a deep booming voice and it was hers, and one of smug confidence.
"Good. You know your place now. You've earned this." and as she spoke a wave
of warm and sweet smelling saliva washed
over me. She then held me with both tongues
facing the opening and sucked and slurped
the saliva off of me and the pleasure that
created in my waist was extreme.
Then Lorraine spoke again in a choking voice and one full of ecstasy, "Delicious ! You
will never run dry of your life liquor,
David. I have seen to this. You will lay
here for the rest of your LIFE receiving all
the pleasures that I give you ! You have no concerns of your own - not ever again."
I thought on this for a moment. And then it
was as if I could see her vanishing. As she
was no longer on Earth but someplace else.
Someplace 'designed' for her. And it was
Lorraine and many other large giant women, if you could
call them that. Each beautiful in their own
way. Cradled by a form-fitting rock against
the mathematically perfect ground.
And apparently each held a human in their
mouths and were treating them the same way,
extracting their life fluids. And it it was
not all just women for men or vice-versa but
clearly whatever was the sexual attraction
for it's victims were.
It was like a factory or an assembly-line.
It's sole purpose to squeeze new souls out
of mortal men and women through this bizarre
tongue-intercourse. And there was a weird
screaming sound, like millions, literally
millions of babies being born all at once
- and the noise reverberated above the strange cloudless and
pulsing blood-red sky.
But I would having nothing to do with this !
I struggled again but instead of being
spanked, I was given an unusual injection by a tube.
And
I was so dizzy and comfortable like I had
never been before feeling as if I had to
empty my bowels - my brain, they were one
and the same ! And I heard Lorraine laugh again knowing all I could feel
now was the pleasure it gave me.
I was content - to be an instrument used in
this way now - for evil's purposes. When the
tube pulled away, gobs of the chemical spewed
out there was so much of it in me now. And I
shuddered in pleasure, drowning in the
warmth I felt, all the way down to my toes. I moaned and it reverberated all around me.
It was as if I was given the very best hot
chocolate and my brain was savoring the
taste of it, and I could no longer hear the
screaming, and I drowned quite willingly in the fiery cinnamon
of the chemical as I started to taste it in
the back of my throat now, and I felt so
sleepy. I just wanted to stay this way - as
Lorraine suggested - forever.
But then something burned against my side. At first I
ignored it. The burning sensation got
stronger. Finally I looked to see the weird
crystal-knife that I got when Being's bowl
turned into this shape was holstered in my
belt, like a weapon.
I saw how I could escape now. Taking the
knife I jabbed hard into the tongue beneath
me and I heard Lorraine howl in pain. The
knife was like a voracious acid and burned
against her, sizzling wildly causing more
than enough room for me to escape from the
bottom of her ruptured chin.
I looked and her massive body burned away
rapidly. Apparently just a single thrust of
this blade caused her to melt away at it.
Truly good versus evil, and good having won
in the end. All that remained of her was the
whrr-chk-chk and I knew from all the years
that I had seen it, if you faced it, really confronted it in your mind - it went
away.
I imagined it's red writhing body being
bound in hard chains. And then it vanished
and I found myself outside the shattered
house which was once my Dad's. People were
raising up painfully from the wreckage.
Firetrucks and ambulances were called and
people gave me a weird look, and then at
once I realized why.
I was not naked but wearing a beautiful
white robe, clearly new, that was stained
all over, of all things ! As if my own sins
were there to make it dirty, visibly. And it
was not a pretty sight. Plentiful white spattered stains were on the front of it,
and horrible crap stained the back of it as
if I didn't know how to go the bathroom yet.
I looked down at the ground glumly. Mankind
after all, me especially, was not a pretty
sight were you to remove all the veils and
lies and tales and fantasies we shrouded and puffed
ourselves up in. I started to walk away
dejectedly when suddenly the wind picked up
again. I knew I was going to be lifted back
into the sky so I held my arms out,
welcoming it, glad to not be abandoned.
And then I was aloft but it felt like
something was dragging on me. I looked down
to see someone from Dad's party was hanging
on tightly to one of my legs ! A guest in a
fine business suit.
I tried to shake him off
but he grabbed harder and said, "I am going
with you ! I will not die down here with the
rest !"
And then it was like a beautiful crystal
sheathed over me. Like form-fitting rubber,
smelling curiously enough of strong
peppermint and sandalwood and then my speed
was increased. I looked down to my unwanted
guest and saw that because he was not
encased in the protective shell as I was,
his body burned away against the friction of
our atmosphere.
Screaming bones.
In seconds I was entering
free space again.
I knew I was headed for the 'pocket' of
Heaven again and I was already speaking out
loud before I got there. "You - Being - I am
so sorry ! I am so terribly sorry for what -
well ... It felt good, you know ? I mean
REALLY good and - I know it was wrong - it's
just that - "
And my words faded away as I was caught by
Being's hand but instead of being open
palmed and friendly, the fingers were curled
up, as if He was angry with me. In fear I
reached over and kissed one of the fingers,
which caused it to recede. I did this for
all of them, but finally just hugged the
thumb and held onto it.
I heard Him sigh, as if He knew this was the
best and perhaps only way a human could apologize to a god, and clearly, it
was not enough, "It is all right, little one. Few
mortals can resist the Joaxchim."
"The - what ?"
"The
Joaxchim. The Soul Eaters. They have long
been in existence in your time, many taking mortal form."
"But - I don't understand. I mean, you made
them right ? You made all living things.
Aren't you - I mean - aren't you - "
The Being raised His voice, "For your
sake, I am !"
And
then Myria, that was the name of the
Pakistan-Oriental girl I saw earlier. She
was wearing the same robe as mine except
hers was perfect and new. She suddenly
bounded over as if her toes found floor in the sky. Then she reached
over and gave me a
nice hug.
And as she hugged me, the stains were
washed away from my robe, like a soft
beautiful wind full of gentle and melodious chimes all promising
- NEW SPRING.
It is time.
It is time to - unravel the tapestry at
last."
And then
it was as if there were little rocket-ships
all leaving the Earth. Or at least I thought
that was what it was because a moment later
I realized it was chosen people, because
they had the same protective sheathe over
them I had earlier as they left the globe.
And I counted them, quite easily I thought,
and I realized it was 75 people in all.
And then all the beauty faded around me. The sky thundered a familiar percussion. I knew the rhythm well. It
was time for my last and quite possibly, most painful lesson.
This was the
[4th] plague.
Earth's
atmosphere had a strange chemical reaction
to the ever-mounting pollutants that had
been accumulated for it since man first
discovered fire and sent the poisonous soot
into our clean air.
Our atmosphere turned solid, blocking all
light, yet, before the people could panic at
this, the sky cracked. The sky was
FALLING. I laughed thinking of the silly childish story of Chicken
Little in spite of the terrible danger this
presented.
And this would be the final plague as the
sky was huge, it was everywhere. There was
no part of the Earth that was not covered by
the sky. And then terrible gravity took
place. There was an awful cracking and
chipping sound that occurred. Almost painful
to the ears. And people looked up to the sky
for nearly an hour to see small finger-like
chunks fall down, revealing the sun beyond.
And then I saw that strange building again
in the South Pole.
And then I was him !
I was pushing my way through the snowstorm
to this forbidden building and saw the sky
falling around me. I knew if I could reach
it, I would be safe from the plagues. And
then I was running top speed towards it, the
snow crunching beneath my expensive winter
boots, and then a piece of the sky hit my
head, but it did not stop, it was so heavy
and sharp that it cut straight through my
head to my abdomen.
I was trying to think if this was painful
for a second, and then realized that my
brain was cut in two, separated, so I was
FORBIDDEN from having any thoughts about
pain for a second. Then I fell down into the
snow and knew no more. After a moment of
realizing that I was incapable of thinking,
I was removed from the terrible scene again.
And the building itself changed. There was a
high-powered laser bouncing off Beryllium at
least 1-mile
underground, deep within it's catacombs. The
perfect and final experimental science of man, to end our age of steam,
steel, electricity, and oil.
Mirrors carefully placed at exact locations,
added to the laser's ability, gaining from all the
precious metals it reverberated off of.
Creating a resonant harmonic effect. A
warping of reality. A crude magic that while
they didn't understand, they didn't need to - it merely - worked.
A strange type of growth appeared beneath
the building and lifted up the entire
structure and curled around it, growing more
voracious with each second. The building was
tilted on it's side, a full 90-degrees and
it continued to rotate. Faster and faster in
the grip of this alien undergrowth.
The rough magic continued. A complete blasphemy of all the laws of science and reality.
And as it rotated the building grew smaller,
like an optical illusion that it was
retreating, that it was fleeing from what
was happening around it. And perhaps it was.
As for the Earth itself, it appeared to be
shrinking as the weight of the entire sky
crushed well beyond it's surface but
hundreds of miles deep into the Earth's
crust. There was some kind of strange
catalytic reaction as the "glass" of the sky
contacted the absolute Earth's core and an
explosion exceeding a billion nuclear weapons started
a chain reaction which ultimately blew away
the entire planet.
This whole thing
occurred within just a few hours !
Only the prettiness of the stars yielding to
other galaxies surrounded the airless vapors
that once were my home.
I swallowed hard after a good moment of
deathly silence, "Ahhm, that's it ?"
The Being boomed out it's voice, "Yes ! Now
it is YOUR TIME !"
I was fearful now, "Time of my judgement ?"
The Being continued it's loud voice, "No ! You
have judged yourself through the years of
your life and you have proven to me that
you are more than fair and responsible for
your own destination, as a child. No, I am tired. It
is your time. Create the NEW WORLD for you
and your companion, Myria, and let me -
sleep. I am so very tired."
And
then he spoke as if reciting from an ancient prayer book. It was as if
the words were known by man and had been for centuries, but their
meanings were perverted and changed and reconfigured to mankind's
reticent and manipulative ways. Was it any wonder we were blind in the
wilderness !
"It was
shapeless and without form ..."
As He spoke an amorphous silvery blue glob
of substance like clay appeared and floated
before me. I grasped it in my hands and
started to make it round and could see new
clouds appearing on it when -
- The alarm to my alarm clock went off -
- I woke at 7am - and my dream, the incredible dream I had was finally over -
The strange music I heard while I
was in Being's domain
For
we know we are His children
and
He comes to our life of sin.
Come
to Him like innocent bornings
he
wipes our tears, and painful mournings.
New
Dawn has come TODAY !
AWAKE
to meet his WAY !
Repent
! For your hour is at hand !
Repent
! Join our holy band !
(repeats)
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