preview Chapter 6 (...he found a bit of solace in that.) (c) 2018
Years ago:
The
early morning sun rays came out. There was steam and dew off of the surrounding
waters that lingered to the parking lot of the unnamed hotel. The owner spent
hours before finding a side room. When he stepped outside of it the police were
waiting on someone. Heath was outside looking very worried. His hair looked
greasy and he was already sweating profusely under his arms. Felicia, formerly
known as Monkey, was outside too. When The Owner saw the police he immediately
threw his hands in the air surrendering. Heath’s eyes got huge shocked. He was
very relieved. He just knew for sure he would be arrested. Heath had a bag of
the hybrid weed from The Owner. Coincidentally, two of the five arresting
officers were in the car chase many weeks earlier. They had lost The Owner when
he dove into raw sewage.
“Thought you said the coypu would get him.”
“He’s
gonna’ wish the coypu got him.”
The
Owner didn’t resist. The officers took him to the ground quick as if he were
some sort of serial killer. The Owner thought to himself, “Maybe they’re right
to treat me this way.” After all, he had been dealing drugs for years never
getting caught. A tear slowly streamed down his face as he thought about all
the, probably, thousands of lives he had infected. Some of them shot. Some of
them addicted, living lives that they wish they were dead. Then he smiled as
they threw him in the back of a cruiser. He smiled because he knew inherently
that he had changed. He was a better person. He didn’t have the thoughts like
he used to, of blaming others and he
wasn’t blaming God, his Loh’Rd, or the devil. It was his fault. “Maybe this is
my chance to do my part of the deal he had made with God when he was underneath
the city,” he thought to himself as they got onto the main highway. He worried
a bit wondering what part he would owe to the devil who he had also made a deal with.
Yet he was comforted because God created everything, including the devil-he found a bit of solace in that.
‘I’ll let you
live if you bow down and worship me…’ The beast said. He opened his eyes and
saw it grin. This was no dream; this was happening right now. He rolled over
and got on his knees and bowed his head.
‘That’s more
like it. I will grant you power before I send you on your way. You will have
money and influence, but you will have to send me a few snacks. I think you
know what I mean.’ The beast said and laughed.
‘Victims?’ He
asked.
‘NO! I want
volunteers, tainted souls have a more savory taste.’ The beast said. Suddenly,
he was surrounded in a blinding white light. He lost consciousness. He awakened
in the pool of shit and piss with a new attitude. He had a mission in life. He
would be the pimp of the god he had discovered.’”
..and so he let
out another desperate prayer to his God. The God who loved him unconditionally.
He was having another memory. He still didn’t know if it was his own.
It was a church service. The minister had a pointy
goatee, and a bald head. He wore a Black suit with the middle preacher section
of the shirt red, “ Moses saw a flame in the distance. God called to him.”
“God please help
me. If you help me this time I’ll do whatever you want,” he cried out desperately.
The memory continued, “God called to Moses,” now he was in the pews. He was the
only one in the church, “Just as God is calling out to you!” The preacher
stared into his eyes as if he was trying to get inside of his mind, “You’ve
been in the demonic sphere of gluttony.”
“Follow me,” the
preacher shifted into a light. Then he opened his eyes. He saw a light at the
end of the tunnel. “THANK YOU GOD!” Thus he ran to the light. From a distance
it looked like a plant on fire, a burning bush.
Then he was in
front of his burning bush; a marijuana plant that was twenty feet high. The
plant was a hybrid. The product of pills, cocaine, liquor, marijuana, and other
unknown things fermented in human feces and urine.
Because God
created everything, including the devil-he found a bit of solace in that.
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