God is the bad Guy
July 12th 2008 14:32
Sorry big fella. But its got to be said.
So.....
Jesus is sitting in the desert. He's nearing the end of his 40 days. He's sitting on a rock. The glare of the sun is blinding, his eyes are watering. His lips are parched, cracked. Pain rocks his being.
At his feet, a young woman seems to be playing in the sand. Her skin is perfect white. Black hair occasionally escapes from her dark robes, playing around her angelic face in the desert's harsh and cheeky wind. Before her are three smooth white stones, placed on the smooth white sand. She picks them up, rolls their smoothness in her equally smooth hands before carefully setting them down again. She draws experimentally in the sand with a fingertip.
Jesus looks up. A shadow has suddenly appeared on the horizon. The sun is momentarily blacked out by huge black feathered wings. The shadow shrinks as the form moves closer, and the Raven flies about the heads of the three as the last wanders casually to the circle.
Jesus looks up at the last, his eyes that soulful glare that will one day stare hauntingly from paintings all over the world, not to mention the shroud of Tourin.
"Its you" He says through his dry throat, and nods at Lucifer.
"And You" replies Lucifer, voice light and deep like his voice is lubricated with deep wine. Despite the heat and the reflected glare, Lucifer looks cool. About 2000 years out of style, he wears jeans and a leather jacket.
"Whats with the threads?" Jesus forces out.
"Getting ready" replies Lucifer cooly, absently brushing some sand from his sleeve. As he looks down, he sees the woman for the first time. He starts - actually looks frightened. "Its You!"
She looks up, dark eyes, so dark perhaps, that they could swallow even him. She squints, then looks down again, examining her rocks.
This seems to calm Lucifer, and he turns his attention back to Jesus' pathetic state.
"So" He says, with finality. "You're really going through with it then"
Jesus nods.
"Theyre going to kill you you know."
Jesus nods.
The woman laughs out loud suddenly, a bright gay sound, too loud and full for the desert's silence. She claps a hand over her mouth when the other two start - they cannot step away, yet thats all they want to do. She looks up at them, eyes brimming as she tries to hold in the spiralling giggles.
"My word boys," she says, voice melodious, sing song like, and lovely, "Dont mind me. By all means, carry on" And begins to move her stones back and forth, back and forth.....Along the lines she has drawn in the sand.
As if given permission, Lucifer sits down on a rock of his own, and both he and Jesus relax. The girl seems fully occupied now. Lucifer places a brotherly hand on Jesus' shoulder.
"Please man, take a drink. Something."
"No. The purification must be complete"
Lucifer sucks air through his teeth. "You like your goddamn pain dont you!"
Jesus shakes his head. Tears glitter in his eyes. "No. No I dont like it at all. But it has to be done. It was all so easy when I was young. There was Mary and the baby and the miracles.....Now its all just fucked. I was the son of God, and now....Now...."
"You ARE God!" The girl cackles, and suddenly she sounds like a very old woman, but a quick glance from the men affirm she is still startlingly youthful.
"Its what you wanted man. Remember, you said it"
"I know I know..." Jesus looks off into the middle distance, even though it hurts his eyes. "I just dont think I can stand it. I was here to give them the truth, and instead Im going to perpetuate the biggest lie of all." He looks desolately at the sand.
"And you painted me as the liar. All this time, just because I did it a few times, mostly to the Man himself, you make ME out to be the liar, especially in your fucking book, when all I ever did and ever will do is tell them the truth"
"I know." Jesus looks like hes going to cry again. "You wanted them to know....What truly defines them. I didnt stand in your way, I wanted the choice, the tapestry, full colours....I didnt want to be the bad guy"
Lucifer snorts, "Oh, dont worry about that! IM the bad guy - and always will be! Tempter, sinner, evil doer....Thats how they see me now, ever more. And you, who so wanted them to believe the truth, are going to make them believe the biggest lie of all."
The girl suddenly flops back on the sand, arms and legs loose as she giggles "To rise again after three days!" and waves her arms and legs to make a pattern like wings in the sand.....
Jesus fiercely wished for some tobacco. "Its not impossible" He says, stubbornly.
Again, Lucifer snorts. "No. Not impossible. For any human, any where, its all possible. Walking on water, water to wine, loaves and fishes......Mind reading and manipulation of reality, within the grasp of every last one. But to reanimate dead flesh with the same soul that has recently exited? Fucking sorcery man, and you know it. True resurrection cannot be accomplished without the light of God!"
"I know!" Jesus buries his head in his hands. "I know! But I have to prove to them that the death of the body is not the end of the soul! What other way is there? What else can I do?"
"Let them live and let live....." Sings the girl, as if breaking in and out of a song only she can hear.
Lucifer sighs. He's also wishing for a cigarette. "The ladders looking better man, if that helps"
Jesus looks up, "Really?"
"Yeah man, by heaps. There are some there......Well. There are some there that look like you and me."
"Already?"
"Yeah, already. Theres one that claims...."
"What?"
"It claims it remembers.....Before."
"Before before?"
Lucifer nods.
"Mine!" Cackles the girl, "Mine mine mine....."
"That shouldnt be possible...." Jesus whispers.
"Possible or not, thats what it says. It can do everything you can do....Except, you know. Full resurrection."
The girl laughs hysterically, holding her gut, still on her back on the cooling sand. The sun has shifted.
Jesus thinks. "Its almost time."
"Are you....Well, you know. Human? Fully human?"
Jesus' face contorts as he nods. "Why else would she be here?"
Lucifer nods thoughtfully. "And?"
Tears run down Jesus' parched face. "Its horrible Lucifer! I cant describe it! To be so close to the song of the universe and yet cut off from it! Enclosed within this soul and this flesh....The bones feel horrid...I.....I...."
"You dont have to explain," Lucifer says soothingly, "Ive been there myself. Soon you'll die, and all will be well."
"But pain Lucifer.....The pain is so awful. And Grief, My word, Grief is even worse....Mary and the children are not even dead, and yet to be seperated from them is like having my heart torn in two whilst it still beats! How can it feel like my innards are being rent apart when nothing is happening?"
Lucifer looks at the ground, eyes narrowing. "I was going to say....Ask Him. But it would be ask yourself now wouldnt it?"
With that, Jesus' eyes dry. He stares into the soon to set sun with a new resolve. Strength seems to flood his being. "Why, why yes..." the wind stirs his hair as he looks across the desert, and it seems to whisper wisdom to him. "Thankyou, brother, you have given me perspective, direction.....By showing me that side, I now see the other"
Lucifer looks hard at the ground. "its what Im good for."
"NOW!" Says the woman in a booming voice, as she sits up, claps her hands, in one frightening motion. "My Children," she says, and her face seems old and lined then, the voice, though beautiful, weary and dusky. The purple and black robe pulled up over her hair.
She rolls her right shoulder, and smiles up at them. The skin seems perfect now, the lips full and cherry like, as the wind pulls the robe from her thick black hair and it whips free about her face. Her eyes shine coyly up at them. "My Lovers...."
Her voice seems to plait with that of the wind, and the two young men close their eyes and ride upon it, letting it braid through the brains that pretend and mimic human, the souls that are as eternal as any mans.
"Listen well to me, those loved by me. One shall wear white and preach the good, he shall lead men to extremisim, and bigotry and hatred, under the flag of Life and non violence. The other shall wear black, and be a tempter. He shall preach Choas, and a love of all things that bring pleasure, and through this men shall love one another, merely through their appreciation of similar things.....It is the way it is to be, the way it has to be......For if one path were to go one way, and one another, why, what chaos would ensue! How wide then must my body's net be, how far should my web be cast, if that were to be? No, all must be bound within me."
"Even Thou"
The Raven from before sweeps by, wing tips grazing first the cheek of one, then the other. As the immortal blood drips, both open their eyes in shock and gasp, grabbing at the small wounds with such similarity they could be twins. The Raven alights on the woman's shoulder, and cuddles close to her cheek.
The men both look at her, as the small wounds continue to bleed.
"She is Sin," says the woman, "And now she has tasted you both." She kisses the Raven on the beak and it makes a contented chuckling sound as it nuzzles her face, "As she tasted me long ago....."
"But what if I need you Mother!" Exclaims Jesus. She looks at him sharply, gaze cutting as only a womans can.
"Remember this moment in your pain. Know it is that choice of words that shall bend your followers will ever more. The perversion of the marriage shall bleed out, generation, to generation"
"No!" Jesus screams. He remembers the joy he once felt in Mary's arms, that Mary was also the name of....Of...His...
"No!"
The womans gaze does not break. Her eyes are like still pools on his face. Jesus feels the completion of the change he felt sweeping over him from before. He was God! Oh, God! And He knew God!
"Oh. God."
"Indeed." Says the woman, standing up. She looks at Lucifer, smiling, almost flirtatious. Her hips seem to slide invitingly beneath her robe as Lucifer stands.
"And Sin..." The Raven jumps nimbly from her shoulder to Lucifer's, "Is Yours. Forever more"
"Even though Sin itself is His?" Lucifer motions at Jesus.
"Of course!" She scoffs. She leans in, and kisses Lucifer on the mouth. It is a quick kiss, but it lingers.
Those ripe lips really did taste of some kind of berry.
And with a swish and swirl she turned......And was less than a silouette before either could think.
There was silence. Sin, The Raven, watched quietly in the direction the woman had gone. Finally, they looked at each other. The Raven continued to stare at the empty, dark horizon.
"And now I..." Jesus' voice cracked, his throat was dry again, "I who have never known hatred, find I know it looking at you."
"And I" the voice smooth as silk, "Who always hated you, find that it is not the game I once thought it to be"
They look at the ground again.
Three perfectly shaped, perfectly smooth white stones lay perfectly arranged. Between them, within them, is hung an intricate net of lines drawn in the sand.
"See you in the future." Says Lucifer, fingering his black leather lapel.
"Or in the past...."
So.....
Jesus is sitting in the desert. He's nearing the end of his 40 days. He's sitting on a rock. The glare of the sun is blinding, his eyes are watering. His lips are parched, cracked. Pain rocks his being.
At his feet, a young woman seems to be playing in the sand. Her skin is perfect white. Black hair occasionally escapes from her dark robes, playing around her angelic face in the desert's harsh and cheeky wind. Before her are three smooth white stones, placed on the smooth white sand. She picks them up, rolls their smoothness in her equally smooth hands before carefully setting them down again. She draws experimentally in the sand with a fingertip.
Jesus looks up. A shadow has suddenly appeared on the horizon. The sun is momentarily blacked out by huge black feathered wings. The shadow shrinks as the form moves closer, and the Raven flies about the heads of the three as the last wanders casually to the circle.
Jesus looks up at the last, his eyes that soulful glare that will one day stare hauntingly from paintings all over the world, not to mention the shroud of Tourin.
"Its you" He says through his dry throat, and nods at Lucifer.
"And You" replies Lucifer, voice light and deep like his voice is lubricated with deep wine. Despite the heat and the reflected glare, Lucifer looks cool. About 2000 years out of style, he wears jeans and a leather jacket.
"Whats with the threads?" Jesus forces out.
"Getting ready" replies Lucifer cooly, absently brushing some sand from his sleeve. As he looks down, he sees the woman for the first time. He starts - actually looks frightened. "Its You!"
She looks up, dark eyes, so dark perhaps, that they could swallow even him. She squints, then looks down again, examining her rocks.
This seems to calm Lucifer, and he turns his attention back to Jesus' pathetic state.
"So" He says, with finality. "You're really going through with it then"
Jesus nods.
"Theyre going to kill you you know."
Jesus nods.
The woman laughs out loud suddenly, a bright gay sound, too loud and full for the desert's silence. She claps a hand over her mouth when the other two start - they cannot step away, yet thats all they want to do. She looks up at them, eyes brimming as she tries to hold in the spiralling giggles.
"My word boys," she says, voice melodious, sing song like, and lovely, "Dont mind me. By all means, carry on" And begins to move her stones back and forth, back and forth.....Along the lines she has drawn in the sand.
As if given permission, Lucifer sits down on a rock of his own, and both he and Jesus relax. The girl seems fully occupied now. Lucifer places a brotherly hand on Jesus' shoulder.
"Please man, take a drink. Something."
"No. The purification must be complete"
Lucifer sucks air through his teeth. "You like your goddamn pain dont you!"
Jesus shakes his head. Tears glitter in his eyes. "No. No I dont like it at all. But it has to be done. It was all so easy when I was young. There was Mary and the baby and the miracles.....Now its all just fucked. I was the son of God, and now....Now...."
"You ARE God!" The girl cackles, and suddenly she sounds like a very old woman, but a quick glance from the men affirm she is still startlingly youthful.
"Its what you wanted man. Remember, you said it"
"I know I know..." Jesus looks off into the middle distance, even though it hurts his eyes. "I just dont think I can stand it. I was here to give them the truth, and instead Im going to perpetuate the biggest lie of all." He looks desolately at the sand.
"And you painted me as the liar. All this time, just because I did it a few times, mostly to the Man himself, you make ME out to be the liar, especially in your fucking book, when all I ever did and ever will do is tell them the truth"
"I know." Jesus looks like hes going to cry again. "You wanted them to know....What truly defines them. I didnt stand in your way, I wanted the choice, the tapestry, full colours....I didnt want to be the bad guy"
Lucifer snorts, "Oh, dont worry about that! IM the bad guy - and always will be! Tempter, sinner, evil doer....Thats how they see me now, ever more. And you, who so wanted them to believe the truth, are going to make them believe the biggest lie of all."
The girl suddenly flops back on the sand, arms and legs loose as she giggles "To rise again after three days!" and waves her arms and legs to make a pattern like wings in the sand.....
Jesus fiercely wished for some tobacco. "Its not impossible" He says, stubbornly.
Again, Lucifer snorts. "No. Not impossible. For any human, any where, its all possible. Walking on water, water to wine, loaves and fishes......Mind reading and manipulation of reality, within the grasp of every last one. But to reanimate dead flesh with the same soul that has recently exited? Fucking sorcery man, and you know it. True resurrection cannot be accomplished without the light of God!"
"I know!" Jesus buries his head in his hands. "I know! But I have to prove to them that the death of the body is not the end of the soul! What other way is there? What else can I do?"
"Let them live and let live....." Sings the girl, as if breaking in and out of a song only she can hear.
Lucifer sighs. He's also wishing for a cigarette. "The ladders looking better man, if that helps"
Jesus looks up, "Really?"
"Yeah man, by heaps. There are some there......Well. There are some there that look like you and me."
"Already?"
"Yeah, already. Theres one that claims...."
"What?"
"It claims it remembers.....Before."
"Before before?"
Lucifer nods.
"Mine!" Cackles the girl, "Mine mine mine....."
"That shouldnt be possible...." Jesus whispers.
"Possible or not, thats what it says. It can do everything you can do....Except, you know. Full resurrection."
The girl laughs hysterically, holding her gut, still on her back on the cooling sand. The sun has shifted.
Jesus thinks. "Its almost time."
"Are you....Well, you know. Human? Fully human?"
Jesus' face contorts as he nods. "Why else would she be here?"
Lucifer nods thoughtfully. "And?"
Tears run down Jesus' parched face. "Its horrible Lucifer! I cant describe it! To be so close to the song of the universe and yet cut off from it! Enclosed within this soul and this flesh....The bones feel horrid...I.....I...."
"You dont have to explain," Lucifer says soothingly, "Ive been there myself. Soon you'll die, and all will be well."
"But pain Lucifer.....The pain is so awful. And Grief, My word, Grief is even worse....Mary and the children are not even dead, and yet to be seperated from them is like having my heart torn in two whilst it still beats! How can it feel like my innards are being rent apart when nothing is happening?"
Lucifer looks at the ground, eyes narrowing. "I was going to say....Ask Him. But it would be ask yourself now wouldnt it?"
With that, Jesus' eyes dry. He stares into the soon to set sun with a new resolve. Strength seems to flood his being. "Why, why yes..." the wind stirs his hair as he looks across the desert, and it seems to whisper wisdom to him. "Thankyou, brother, you have given me perspective, direction.....By showing me that side, I now see the other"
Lucifer looks hard at the ground. "its what Im good for."
"NOW!" Says the woman in a booming voice, as she sits up, claps her hands, in one frightening motion. "My Children," she says, and her face seems old and lined then, the voice, though beautiful, weary and dusky. The purple and black robe pulled up over her hair.
She rolls her right shoulder, and smiles up at them. The skin seems perfect now, the lips full and cherry like, as the wind pulls the robe from her thick black hair and it whips free about her face. Her eyes shine coyly up at them. "My Lovers...."
Her voice seems to plait with that of the wind, and the two young men close their eyes and ride upon it, letting it braid through the brains that pretend and mimic human, the souls that are as eternal as any mans.
"Listen well to me, those loved by me. One shall wear white and preach the good, he shall lead men to extremisim, and bigotry and hatred, under the flag of Life and non violence. The other shall wear black, and be a tempter. He shall preach Choas, and a love of all things that bring pleasure, and through this men shall love one another, merely through their appreciation of similar things.....It is the way it is to be, the way it has to be......For if one path were to go one way, and one another, why, what chaos would ensue! How wide then must my body's net be, how far should my web be cast, if that were to be? No, all must be bound within me."
"Even Thou"
The Raven from before sweeps by, wing tips grazing first the cheek of one, then the other. As the immortal blood drips, both open their eyes in shock and gasp, grabbing at the small wounds with such similarity they could be twins. The Raven alights on the woman's shoulder, and cuddles close to her cheek.
The men both look at her, as the small wounds continue to bleed.
"She is Sin," says the woman, "And now she has tasted you both." She kisses the Raven on the beak and it makes a contented chuckling sound as it nuzzles her face, "As she tasted me long ago....."
"But what if I need you Mother!" Exclaims Jesus. She looks at him sharply, gaze cutting as only a womans can.
"Remember this moment in your pain. Know it is that choice of words that shall bend your followers will ever more. The perversion of the marriage shall bleed out, generation, to generation"
"No!" Jesus screams. He remembers the joy he once felt in Mary's arms, that Mary was also the name of....Of...His...
"No!"
The womans gaze does not break. Her eyes are like still pools on his face. Jesus feels the completion of the change he felt sweeping over him from before. He was God! Oh, God! And He knew God!
"Oh. God."
"Indeed." Says the woman, standing up. She looks at Lucifer, smiling, almost flirtatious. Her hips seem to slide invitingly beneath her robe as Lucifer stands.
"And Sin..." The Raven jumps nimbly from her shoulder to Lucifer's, "Is Yours. Forever more"
"Even though Sin itself is His?" Lucifer motions at Jesus.
"Of course!" She scoffs. She leans in, and kisses Lucifer on the mouth. It is a quick kiss, but it lingers.
Those ripe lips really did taste of some kind of berry.
And with a swish and swirl she turned......And was less than a silouette before either could think.
There was silence. Sin, The Raven, watched quietly in the direction the woman had gone. Finally, they looked at each other. The Raven continued to stare at the empty, dark horizon.
"And now I..." Jesus' voice cracked, his throat was dry again, "I who have never known hatred, find I know it looking at you."
"And I" the voice smooth as silk, "Who always hated you, find that it is not the game I once thought it to be"
They look at the ground again.
Three perfectly shaped, perfectly smooth white stones lay perfectly arranged. Between them, within them, is hung an intricate net of lines drawn in the sand.
"See you in the future." Says Lucifer, fingering his black leather lapel.
"Or in the past...."
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I've been banned for lesser crimes.
One shall wear white and preach the good, he shall lead men to extremisim, and bigotry and hatred, under the flag of Life and non violence. The other shall wear black, and be a tempter. He shall preach Choas, and a love of all things that bring pleasure, and through this men shall love one another,
Love it.
Comment by Kleonaptra
Kalikapsychosis
Interesting, for sure.
Ruby.
Glad you liked it - I really enjoyed that part too! Yet again, I set out to offend, and no one notices....Either they are afraid Im right, or theyve decided Im not worth the effort.
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Kalikapsychosis
My understanding of it, as outlined in this post, is that Jesus IS God now. He did it to himself. The Catholic teachings outline that Jesus and God are not really separate entities.
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mindless little girl