The House of Baghhckkoooze chapter 6 ((The Third Movement) excerpt “The Ultimate Confrontation of Good verses Evil.”


During The 1980’s satanic panic:
The cameras were running. This was one of the first times a television talk show was seen worldwide. The weeks passed had commercials promoting,
“The Ultimate Confrontation of Good verses Evil.”
On God’s side was Christian minster Bob Lord’s verses the satanic preacher Brother Levey. Much to the credit of Levey he showed up solo and looked utmost professional in his custom-made black suit with red. It was much like a Christian Reverend suit, except being red in the collar.

Bob Lord’s ripped into his opponent repeating Biblical scriptures and giving his personal interpretation. Levey was quicker outwitting him by what the passages actually meant.

“All of you just assume we dress in crazy clothes say archaic things, and like pulling a rabbit out of a hat, we bring harm to people. We don’t believe in god or the devil. We believe in human nature like; only the strong survive…”

“Then why won’t you let us visit your house of evil,” Lord’s interrupted Levey. Of course, the biased audience stood up and started clapping.

“I’ve never told anyone they weren’t welcome,” Levey replied after the clapping ended. He paused for a second then added, “Your people have killed so many people. You have taken away people’s livelihoods. You do all this if they don’t agree with your dogma. You’ve been more evil than my organization will ever be. In fact, most of our followers are from your churches. People are beyond tired of guilt that enacts them to not live their lives to the fullest. According to new statistics, you have caused unwanted pregnancies, babies born drug addicted. You blame it all on me or satan, because you don’t want to be responsible.”


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