When the Mud DriesA Chapter by Robert Francis Callacithe salvation gameWhen
the Mud dries
“I can’t believe that it’s
come to this,” thought
Jesse Lee. “I’m gonna die in this
shithole, alone, with no one to shed a tear or offer me any comfort when the
end comes. I’m scared shitless! Oh s**t! What if God really exists? If He, She,
or whatever it is, does, then that means there’s a Heaven and a goddamn Hell as
well. If there is, I’m fucked. I’ll be thrown in hell to burn in hellfire or
freeze in the Ice Mountains. What a cosmic joke, to be dying in excruciating
pain in the middle of nowhere with my guts hanging out only to be plagued with
eternal damnation rather than the sweet nothingness of oblivion. What’s a sin
infested girl to do? Wait! Wait! That Old Catholic in me recalls God’s ‘Catch
22’. I think I have a way into heaven. I’ll plead for redemption. If He’s as
all merciful as they say He is, then He’s got no choice but to forgive me if
I’m sincere. Right now with hell facing me for eternity, I’m as f*****g sincere
as I’ll ever be.”
In
a strained and pained voice barely above a whisper, Jesse said, “Oh God, please forgive me for my sins.
I’m truly sorry for being a w***e, killer and a mean assed b***h. I’ve led a
corrupt life and enjoyed every bit of it, but have now seen the error of my
ways. I beg of you, don’t send me to the devil’s house; let me sing along with
the angels and lick on your divine mother f*****g toes till the end of time.”
The
Angel of Death stared into God’s light and said, “Which road do I take her on
‘My Grace’. She’s led a scandalous and debauched life. She’s even said that she
enjoyed every bit of it. I see no regret in her soul for a life poorly led and
she makes no bones about why she’s asking for redemption. But she is sincere
even though her reasoning is self serving. Normally I’d slot her to hell but
her plea has some teeth to it. I’m in a quandary and need you to make the final
decision on this one.”
God’s
light flickered for a moment and then IT’s light shone bright. In a melodic and
sonorous voice GOD said, “Send her to my house. My toes haven’t been licked in
eons.”
God’s
laughter was heard throughout all the heavens and hells in the Multi-verse.
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StatsAuthorRobert Francis CallaciPort Richey, FLAboutMy passion is writing- I've been writing a mythological tale on the many facets and faces of GOD- I've been a net poet for the past seventeen years- I'm a former admin at lit .org and active one (Patr.. more..Writing
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