Post by tobeornottobe on Jan 11, 2007 18:17:07 GMT -5
My eyes abruptly open. The first thing I see is my two hands held together with the both palms touching each other and the fingers stretched. I look up and I find myself staring up at a large stone statue of Jesus. I look at the statue and a smirk comes along my face. I then separate my hands and use the statue to help me get from my knees to my feet.
I then bend over a bit and softly brush some of the church dirt off of the knees of my black pants. A old man with a black robe then walks from the isle behind me, passed the seats and up the short flight of stairs to the alter and makes his way next to me. He then uses his right hand's index finger to cross himself and then he grabs his cross, pulls it up to his mouth, kisses it and says "Amen". I look over to him all dazed and confused.
Hey....Uh... You are a priest?
He looks back and replies to me
"Do I not look like one, my son?"
I guess so, father.
"Do question me, Miguel. But thy shall not question the lord"
How do you know my name?
"I watch you on the television every Wednesday"
Oh...Are priests allowed to watch wrestling?
"Why not ask more of a meaningful question. Why not ask why you made a transformation from a saint to a sinner? Why did you turn your back on the church, Miguel? Whatever it was, I can rest assure that it was nothing that the Lord Almighty was part of."
After hearing that priest say that, I began to look at him confused again. Like the way you look at somebody before you say "What"?
What? You see father, that is where I have to draw the line. The lord above, "GOD" if you will, did cause all of my problems. Being the religious figurehead that he is of course. He loves to torment and question people and screw up everything good. Now if "god" is the figurehead, than I guess that would make a fellow church member his voice box?
"Have you gone mad? The lord will smite you in every way if you don't get down on your knees and pray right now!"
Shut up old man and listen to me. You see that statue right there? That is a man who the church lies about each and everyday. Jesus Christ was not a single man and he was not pure. You and your church wrote the bible and in that bible it praises Jesus for being pure blood and a godly figure.
Face it, it is all lies. God and his voice box continue to try to brainwash people into believing this crap. You can take all the false guidance from a mysterious and unreliable source all you want, but if I am to look for a true savior, it will be me. Now I know I said how Reverend Shadow was going to be my new ticket to heaven, but screw that now.
Reverend shadow has backed away from being my new savior, to being the new object that has been laied in the road that I am driving down 90 miles per hour on. He is the deer in the road that is going to get hit and die if he doesn't leave my road. I don't need Kira Wright to ride in my passengers seat this week because that seat next to me is reserved for gold. World title gold. Sadly enough this week my hit list goes up from one to two which means two deers in the road have to be hit.
It means that Reverend Shadow and K.C McGrath will have no other choice but surrender now or have there careers fall down like a block of cement and shatter like glass. Father, I don't ask for your forgiveness, I don't need your forgiveness. It's me against the world and I like it that way. So take your Christ Crucifix, your black robe, your bible and your god and ram it far up your ass!
The last thing I remember seeing as I left the church was the pries stunned, looking at me with his jaw dropped to the floor. I walked down the stairs from the alter into the isle. I walk to the door. I open the door and I hear some words come out the priest's mouth. I couldn't really make it out but it sounded something like
"Then may God banish you to hell!"
I just simply turn around and said
Then hell better get ready for me.
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I then bend over a bit and softly brush some of the church dirt off of the knees of my black pants. A old man with a black robe then walks from the isle behind me, passed the seats and up the short flight of stairs to the alter and makes his way next to me. He then uses his right hand's index finger to cross himself and then he grabs his cross, pulls it up to his mouth, kisses it and says "Amen". I look over to him all dazed and confused.
Hey....Uh... You are a priest?
He looks back and replies to me
"Do I not look like one, my son?"
I guess so, father.
"Do question me, Miguel. But thy shall not question the lord"
How do you know my name?
"I watch you on the television every Wednesday"
Oh...Are priests allowed to watch wrestling?
"Why not ask more of a meaningful question. Why not ask why you made a transformation from a saint to a sinner? Why did you turn your back on the church, Miguel? Whatever it was, I can rest assure that it was nothing that the Lord Almighty was part of."
After hearing that priest say that, I began to look at him confused again. Like the way you look at somebody before you say "What"?
What? You see father, that is where I have to draw the line. The lord above, "GOD" if you will, did cause all of my problems. Being the religious figurehead that he is of course. He loves to torment and question people and screw up everything good. Now if "god" is the figurehead, than I guess that would make a fellow church member his voice box?
"Have you gone mad? The lord will smite you in every way if you don't get down on your knees and pray right now!"
Shut up old man and listen to me. You see that statue right there? That is a man who the church lies about each and everyday. Jesus Christ was not a single man and he was not pure. You and your church wrote the bible and in that bible it praises Jesus for being pure blood and a godly figure.
Face it, it is all lies. God and his voice box continue to try to brainwash people into believing this crap. You can take all the false guidance from a mysterious and unreliable source all you want, but if I am to look for a true savior, it will be me. Now I know I said how Reverend Shadow was going to be my new ticket to heaven, but screw that now.
Reverend shadow has backed away from being my new savior, to being the new object that has been laied in the road that I am driving down 90 miles per hour on. He is the deer in the road that is going to get hit and die if he doesn't leave my road. I don't need Kira Wright to ride in my passengers seat this week because that seat next to me is reserved for gold. World title gold. Sadly enough this week my hit list goes up from one to two which means two deers in the road have to be hit.
It means that Reverend Shadow and K.C McGrath will have no other choice but surrender now or have there careers fall down like a block of cement and shatter like glass. Father, I don't ask for your forgiveness, I don't need your forgiveness. It's me against the world and I like it that way. So take your Christ Crucifix, your black robe, your bible and your god and ram it far up your ass!
The last thing I remember seeing as I left the church was the pries stunned, looking at me with his jaw dropped to the floor. I walked down the stairs from the alter into the isle. I walk to the door. I open the door and I hear some words come out the priest's mouth. I couldn't really make it out but it sounded something like
"Then may God banish you to hell!"
I just simply turn around and said
Then hell better get ready for me.
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FIN
A bit rushed, but still good. Enjoy
It sounds like your character does believe in him...but just hates him kind of thing. Second of all..something really small but still kinda is noticable to me. I don't think a priest would ever say "do I look like one?" That kinda doesn't sound friendly for someone who is suppose tobe friendly to everyone. Just something to think about.