MonkeyChimp
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A shot rang out from beyond the door of my room. Neveah collapsed at my feet.
A wisp of smoke curled up from the barrel of a gun. A gun in the hand of Mary, virgin mother of god and queen of heaven.
She smiled dreamily then let out a long slow breath.
"As it must be" she muttered.
"Thanks..." I said and reached to disarm her. "You just created a mystery for me."
"What mystery?" she asked "You wanted god dead. There he is, dead."
"Just dandy... Only that wasn't the real Jesus." I responded
"So what?" she looked at me with a gaze that penetrated even deeper than that of Christ. And she glowed with a radiant beauty that made me forget that other women had ever existed.
I tried not to let it interfere with my thinking.
She stepped over to the scene of the crime, her translucently white gown flowing around her like a cloud. Jesus stared up with lifeless eyes, a dark red spot on his chest where the bullet had hit.
She shook her head with a bitter little smile.
"You finessed Jesus into talking to me" I said. "You convinced him that all we want from him is to see him and it would return him to power."
"Jesus was a little stoned at the time I suggested it, his dark side you know." She sat on the leather chair with her back to me. All I could see were the brown waves of her hair trailing across the back. "He was my king, my celestial lover."
"and son" I added.
"what god didn't realize" I continued, "was that he impregnated a girl who believes in the circle of life. You don't believe in heresy, sin, or guilt."
She laughed tossing her head back, after a moment she turned to stare at me. "God is part of the circle of life." she replied. "The gods have let themselves be used by men, they had let themselves be called upon by both good and evil men. Their only requirement was a sacrifice, everyone made altars praying for pain and suffering to befall others." she said in response to a question I didn't ask.
She gazed at her fallen son. "They grew vainglorious, they cared nothing for objective good or evil. Surrender to their authority and they would do anything you asked." She shook her head. "Thus the masters became slaves to the flock."
"So you decided to stir up some sh!t?" I asked.
"It was always stirred" she said. "May I have my gun back?"
I handed it to her. "So you're in charge now. What sort of sacrifices will YOU demand?" I asked.
"None. That's all in the past, all i require is tenderness. Every act of love is an offering in my name, every kind thought is a blessing."
"What sort of punishment will you unleash on evil?"
"None" she said as she stood up. "Nature has it's own way of teaching right and wrong. I have to go now. You did well."
She turned to go. Something within me nearly cried out and begged her to stay, instead I just said "That's it? You're just going to walk away?"
She hesitated. Without turning she said, "In my terrestrial form we could be together" she glanced back at the dead body "In my celestial form, that position is currently vacant."
I said nothing.
"Look for me when you come back." she said and strode out, closing the door behind her. Her footsteps receded in the distance for a long time.
I took a goodbye look at the dead false messiah, he still looked more solid than a metaphor. I pulled the door open.
"Mary?" I said. Then fell into darkness.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Queen_of_Heaven
A wisp of smoke curled up from the barrel of a gun. A gun in the hand of Mary, virgin mother of god and queen of heaven.
She smiled dreamily then let out a long slow breath.
"As it must be" she muttered.
"Thanks..." I said and reached to disarm her. "You just created a mystery for me."
"What mystery?" she asked "You wanted god dead. There he is, dead."
"Just dandy... Only that wasn't the real Jesus." I responded
"So what?" she looked at me with a gaze that penetrated even deeper than that of Christ. And she glowed with a radiant beauty that made me forget that other women had ever existed.
I tried not to let it interfere with my thinking.
She stepped over to the scene of the crime, her translucently white gown flowing around her like a cloud. Jesus stared up with lifeless eyes, a dark red spot on his chest where the bullet had hit.
She shook her head with a bitter little smile.
"You finessed Jesus into talking to me" I said. "You convinced him that all we want from him is to see him and it would return him to power."
"Jesus was a little stoned at the time I suggested it, his dark side you know." She sat on the leather chair with her back to me. All I could see were the brown waves of her hair trailing across the back. "He was my king, my celestial lover."
"and son" I added.
"what god didn't realize" I continued, "was that he impregnated a girl who believes in the circle of life. You don't believe in heresy, sin, or guilt."
She laughed tossing her head back, after a moment she turned to stare at me. "God is part of the circle of life." she replied. "The gods have let themselves be used by men, they had let themselves be called upon by both good and evil men. Their only requirement was a sacrifice, everyone made altars praying for pain and suffering to befall others." she said in response to a question I didn't ask.
She gazed at her fallen son. "They grew vainglorious, they cared nothing for objective good or evil. Surrender to their authority and they would do anything you asked." She shook her head. "Thus the masters became slaves to the flock."
"So you decided to stir up some sh!t?" I asked.
"It was always stirred" she said. "May I have my gun back?"
I handed it to her. "So you're in charge now. What sort of sacrifices will YOU demand?" I asked.
"None. That's all in the past, all i require is tenderness. Every act of love is an offering in my name, every kind thought is a blessing."
"What sort of punishment will you unleash on evil?"
"None" she said as she stood up. "Nature has it's own way of teaching right and wrong. I have to go now. You did well."
She turned to go. Something within me nearly cried out and begged her to stay, instead I just said "That's it? You're just going to walk away?"
She hesitated. Without turning she said, "In my terrestrial form we could be together" she glanced back at the dead body "In my celestial form, that position is currently vacant."
I said nothing.
"Look for me when you come back." she said and strode out, closing the door behind her. Her footsteps receded in the distance for a long time.
I took a goodbye look at the dead false messiah, he still looked more solid than a metaphor. I pulled the door open.
"Mary?" I said. Then fell into darkness.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Queen_of_Heaven
