They loved that answer. I felt the love an acceptance pouring out from them to me just like I had at the table when I bought my house. It was nice. The only thing that marred it was that I had come to the conclusion that they were assholes and possibly Demon influenced. I tried saving that thought for later. I would ponder it before I slept an offer it up to him for clarification. Maybe there were different degrees of Demon influence just like there was ranks in the Demon hierarchy? I prodded myself and thought "Focus. Focus." Tyler was talking. Nobody was looking at me funny so I must not have missed much.
"So you are probably wondering why we are so interested." It wasn't a real question. It was one of those things people like Tyler asked so they could answer it and keep talking. So I nodded. Nodding worked beautifully with the Tylers of the world. "That Burner video that came out 6 months ago. It took off like yours did and it spawned a lot of craziness afterward that is still going on."
Amy interrupted Tylers flow asking me "You know what we are talking about don't you Chosen?"
"Yes Amy. My tree in the woods has DSL just like everyone else does now."
That jammed her brain up a bit. I could tell she wasn't sure if I was telling the truth or not. Dennis added "Yes. Some of us believe that the Burner virus...and that is what it is...needs to be stopped before it gets out of hand." He added "They don't even believe in Jesus!"
"They have some hot looking harlots though." I told him.
Everyone was looking at me now like I had farted or missed the point or something.
Tyler, who had started looking a little constipated, probably because he wasn't talking, took back control of the conversation by reminding them that we were not here to talk about that. "Chosen we have a plan. We think a Godly inspired man like you could make a difference. We need to talk more about what you believe and how to use that to create a message that will appeal an attract believers. There is no doubt that this country is going to hell and that the Internet is a major part of the problem. Control needs to be restored. People need to return to a Christ centered lifestyle not unlike what their Grandparents once lived. We can do that, create real jobs, and stop the insanity that modern life has brought us. We can return to our roots. People don't need all this Chinese crap. They need God and a way to make a living by the sweat of their brow. We can guide them. No! Not all technology needs to go away. We just need to get a better grip on it."
He kept going on but repeating himself. He was just saying the same things over and over but differently I quickly realized. I was getting tired. I usually went to bed by now so I could be up when the sun rose. He, and the other two yammerbirds probably stayed up to midnight or later. I yawned in the middle of Tyler talking about Internet filth and stood up.
"Good night." I told them. Then I walked out of the room and headed for the bedroom I had seen when I went to the bathroom. Hopefully the door locked but if it didn't I wasn't going to worry. I was tired.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
The Chosen - Part 6a - By Nova
I had finished off the last bit of my sherbert which that ignorant slut Amy had told me was correctly pronounced Soarbay. It was good but not as good as ice cream. Trust someone who thought salmon was a decent meal to serve weird ass ice cream with a funny name for desert. I excused myself and went to the bathroom down the hall. Once I had the door closed I fished the caps out of my pocket and armed GUN. I had been bluffing in the car but I thought if it came to displaying my desire for them to stop a sharp knock upside the head with GUNS heavy barrel would have worked. If not? Life was short and HE would be waiting for me on the other side.
I flipped my wienie out and blasted a burst into the bowl. I was always happy to see the plumbing working. Before I stepped out into the hallway I took a look at myself in the mirror. I had been told more than once that I looked like a cave man. Once I was told I had craggy good looks by someone who eventually left me for a woman so at best I was probably somewhere in between. I did have good eyes. Blue and piercing. I gave the mirror my best piercing stare. Yep. They pierced pretty good. Especially now that I had HIM inside me. I had noticed that people didn't like holding eye contact with me for very long. They just couldn't handle the eye contact when it came from a servant of the LORD. I knew his WORD and it told me "Your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods." I took one last look in the mirror and thought maybe it was time to grow a beard. A beard would help me look more biblical. People loved that stuff.
They were waiting for me. I was sure I heard Amy say "...he is a little rough around the edges" as I walked down the hallway. I settled back in my chair and Tyler said "Well Chosen now that we have eaten lets talk about you and us.
"Sure Tyler."
He smiled. Tyler was a smiler amongst other things. "Dennis just got off the phone. The video of you and your friend in the Safeway..." He paused so I could really focus on him I guess and said "It has been viewed more times than any video Youtube has ever had in the amount of time it has been up. It's even starting to show up in foreign languages.
Denis broke in "It's amazing. The woman who took it is famous now. People are looking all over for you. People like your message Chosen. They like it a lot."
Tyler continued "People we represent think you may be on to something..."
I interrupted him "The church groups?"
"Not just them Chosen. It's more than that. They are willing to help you. Provide you with a place to stay. Make sure you get enough to eat and, well, just take care of your earthly needs. Amy here is a media specialist. Dennis is our liaison and strategist. I'm ..." He laughed depreciating "I guess I am the experience and wisdom part. There is, or can be, a bunch of people behind them to help. There is a lot of resources than quickly be focused behind you Chosen. A lot." He emphasized the last two words.
Dennis filled the silence, asking me "Is this something you would be interested in?"
I thought about it for a few seconds. "I had never handled snakes but I thought I was up to it unless I got word from HIM otherwise. I didn't answer right away. I didn't want to look eager. In fact I milked it a bit by looking around the room at each of them. Then I thought a bit more and said "Yes. What do you want from me?"
I flipped my wienie out and blasted a burst into the bowl. I was always happy to see the plumbing working. Before I stepped out into the hallway I took a look at myself in the mirror. I had been told more than once that I looked like a cave man. Once I was told I had craggy good looks by someone who eventually left me for a woman so at best I was probably somewhere in between. I did have good eyes. Blue and piercing. I gave the mirror my best piercing stare. Yep. They pierced pretty good. Especially now that I had HIM inside me. I had noticed that people didn't like holding eye contact with me for very long. They just couldn't handle the eye contact when it came from a servant of the LORD. I knew his WORD and it told me "Your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods." I took one last look in the mirror and thought maybe it was time to grow a beard. A beard would help me look more biblical. People loved that stuff.
They were waiting for me. I was sure I heard Amy say "...he is a little rough around the edges" as I walked down the hallway. I settled back in my chair and Tyler said "Well Chosen now that we have eaten lets talk about you and us.
"Sure Tyler."
He smiled. Tyler was a smiler amongst other things. "Dennis just got off the phone. The video of you and your friend in the Safeway..." He paused so I could really focus on him I guess and said "It has been viewed more times than any video Youtube has ever had in the amount of time it has been up. It's even starting to show up in foreign languages.
Denis broke in "It's amazing. The woman who took it is famous now. People are looking all over for you. People like your message Chosen. They like it a lot."
Tyler continued "People we represent think you may be on to something..."
I interrupted him "The church groups?"
"Not just them Chosen. It's more than that. They are willing to help you. Provide you with a place to stay. Make sure you get enough to eat and, well, just take care of your earthly needs. Amy here is a media specialist. Dennis is our liaison and strategist. I'm ..." He laughed depreciating "I guess I am the experience and wisdom part. There is, or can be, a bunch of people behind them to help. There is a lot of resources than quickly be focused behind you Chosen. A lot." He emphasized the last two words.
Dennis filled the silence, asking me "Is this something you would be interested in?"
I thought about it for a few seconds. "I had never handled snakes but I thought I was up to it unless I got word from HIM otherwise. I didn't answer right away. I didn't want to look eager. In fact I milked it a bit by looking around the room at each of them. Then I thought a bit more and said "Yes. What do you want from me?"
Monday, August 30, 2010
The Chosen - Part 6 - by Nova
Dinner was very good. The house was barely furnished which Amy apologized repeatedly for. There was a couch and chairs in the living room. The dining room had a table with enough chairs and the bedrooms all had beds and dressers. I didn't understand why she was apologizing at all and I asked her "Why are you apologizing? The place is fine." She started telling me about how she would have like to color coordinate that chairs and that tile didn't match the walls. She kept going but I tuned her out. Especially as it dawned on me that she didn't really cook the dinner we were having. She had "planned" it.
A Latino woman, named Rosa, who was never introduced as a person, but was constantly referenced by Amy as in "Rosa! We can start serving." and later, when she wasn't present, everyone agreed on what a wonderful cook "Rosa" and Dennis added "She is such a giving Christian and help to our ministry." I let Tyler say grace. They pushed pretty hard for me to say it but I decided I would eat first and see which way this was going. Plus sometimes my brain wouldn't cooperate and I had problems forming sentences. I felt like I was skirting the edge of one of the spells and I didn't want them to hear it it. They wouldn't understand that it was part of the blessing HE had bestowed on me. For sometimes, not always, HE would talk and sometimes appear to me.
They all began talking about Rosa and her great tamales and enchiladas. So I told them "I hate Mexican food. It isn't American and it's made by JOB STEALERS!" That produced a bit of an awkward silence for everyone but me. The TRUTH is not awkward. It is what it is. While they were busy digesting that I leaned across Dennis and forked the last bit of salmon. Unfortunately it was crumbly and part of it landed in his lap on the flight back to my plate. At least it broke the silence that had met my comment.
I was getting full. Rosa served desert a few minutes later, and no, I didn't miss the look she gave me, Christian woman my ass. I was going to have to ask HIM about where Latinos stood on the SMITE LIST. They probably weren't on there. HE didn't seem to hate people because of the color of his skin. HE had told me to HATE the SIN and not the SINNER. I thought it would be easier if everyone was on the SMITE list unless they repented and recognized me as the ONE TRUE PROPHET. Since I hadn't told anyone yet that I was HIS one and true representative I was not bothered by Tyler and the rest of his crews lack of respect for my statements. My time was coming. This I knew. Soon they would know. Until then I would see where this all led. Or I might leave. It was good to be free and to trust in the direction of HE who knew everything.
A Latino woman, named Rosa, who was never introduced as a person, but was constantly referenced by Amy as in "Rosa! We can start serving." and later, when she wasn't present, everyone agreed on what a wonderful cook "Rosa" and Dennis added "She is such a giving Christian and help to our ministry." I let Tyler say grace. They pushed pretty hard for me to say it but I decided I would eat first and see which way this was going. Plus sometimes my brain wouldn't cooperate and I had problems forming sentences. I felt like I was skirting the edge of one of the spells and I didn't want them to hear it it. They wouldn't understand that it was part of the blessing HE had bestowed on me. For sometimes, not always, HE would talk and sometimes appear to me.
They all began talking about Rosa and her great tamales and enchiladas. So I told them "I hate Mexican food. It isn't American and it's made by JOB STEALERS!" That produced a bit of an awkward silence for everyone but me. The TRUTH is not awkward. It is what it is. While they were busy digesting that I leaned across Dennis and forked the last bit of salmon. Unfortunately it was crumbly and part of it landed in his lap on the flight back to my plate. At least it broke the silence that had met my comment.
I was getting full. Rosa served desert a few minutes later, and no, I didn't miss the look she gave me, Christian woman my ass. I was going to have to ask HIM about where Latinos stood on the SMITE LIST. They probably weren't on there. HE didn't seem to hate people because of the color of his skin. HE had told me to HATE the SIN and not the SINNER. I thought it would be easier if everyone was on the SMITE list unless they repented and recognized me as the ONE TRUE PROPHET. Since I hadn't told anyone yet that I was HIS one and true representative I was not bothered by Tyler and the rest of his crews lack of respect for my statements. My time was coming. This I knew. Soon they would know. Until then I would see where this all led. Or I might leave. It was good to be free and to trust in the direction of HE who knew everything.
The Chosen - Part 5f - by Nova
Everyone thought that was funny or at least pretended too. I pretended to smile too. Tyler said to Amy "Go ahead and tell him what you have on the menu." That made her happy. She was one of those who liked talking about what they did and then would expect to be showered with praise cookies. She told me " A nice salmon, not a farm raised one either. This is a genuine Icelandic salmon." She stopped and I threw her a cookie. Telling her "That sounds good." She bobbed her head and smiled like a grateful child adding "Also we have wild rice and a fresh field greens salad with a balsamic dressing." Everyone agreed we were going to be feasting tonight. I wondered if the driver was going to be invited. I doubted it.
So we chattered away. Well they did. Actually Tyler did. He was a Jabberwocky. He talked to talk and he talked to feed on the approval his talking generating. He was a word vampire. The sentences went out of his mouth skinny and he waited for them to come back as fat as ticks with others approval juice plumping them up for his snacking pleasure. I was sure he was a lawyer now.
We pulled into a driveway of house not very far, if I was right about where I thought we were, from Chain Bridge and the good part of DC. That meant this would be one of the older parts of Arlington. It looked like it too. The houses were red brick and not as big as the castles that had sprung up further out. It was quiet here too and I could smell the lawns. I had only driven through here a few times and it always struck me as being a different part of the DC area. Different in that I half way expected to see cars with fins and "Nixon in 72" bumper stickers.
We all got out of the SUV and after I closed my door I knocked on the drivers window. It slid down smoothly to reveal a dark carefully impassive dark face. "Yes sir" was his greeting to me. It was not said as a question. Rather an acknowledgment that he had to acknowledge me because life was a bitch and often unfair. I told him "Would you like to have dinner with me?" His eyes flickered. With surprise partially, and also because he understood what I meant when I asked him to join "Me."
"No sir. Thank you for asking."
Dennis hadn't closed his door and was leaning in watching this. When Driver had told me that I had seen what Dennis and the rest hadn't seen. A flicker of a smile. He knew, and now I knew he knew. Amy was already calling my name so I walked around the front and slapped the hood lightly as I passed. The driver wasn't a demon. He was camouflaging himself from them.
So we chattered away. Well they did. Actually Tyler did. He was a Jabberwocky. He talked to talk and he talked to feed on the approval his talking generating. He was a word vampire. The sentences went out of his mouth skinny and he waited for them to come back as fat as ticks with others approval juice plumping them up for his snacking pleasure. I was sure he was a lawyer now.
We pulled into a driveway of house not very far, if I was right about where I thought we were, from Chain Bridge and the good part of DC. That meant this would be one of the older parts of Arlington. It looked like it too. The houses were red brick and not as big as the castles that had sprung up further out. It was quiet here too and I could smell the lawns. I had only driven through here a few times and it always struck me as being a different part of the DC area. Different in that I half way expected to see cars with fins and "Nixon in 72" bumper stickers.
We all got out of the SUV and after I closed my door I knocked on the drivers window. It slid down smoothly to reveal a dark carefully impassive dark face. "Yes sir" was his greeting to me. It was not said as a question. Rather an acknowledgment that he had to acknowledge me because life was a bitch and often unfair. I told him "Would you like to have dinner with me?" His eyes flickered. With surprise partially, and also because he understood what I meant when I asked him to join "Me."
"No sir. Thank you for asking."
Dennis hadn't closed his door and was leaning in watching this. When Driver had told me that I had seen what Dennis and the rest hadn't seen. A flicker of a smile. He knew, and now I knew he knew. Amy was already calling my name so I walked around the front and slapped the hood lightly as I passed. The driver wasn't a demon. He was camouflaging himself from them.
The Chosen - Part 5e - Chapter 5
The driver flipped his right turn signal on and we pulled over into an empty parking lot drifting to a stop. By then Tyler had regained his composure and was telling me "Look Chosen. It's okay. Calm down. We're here to help you."
I kept the barrel of the gun against the drivers head and replied "How's that Tyler?"
He sighed. "Chosen. We got Safeway to drop the charges. We hoped to take you to a house not far from here where we could have dinner. Then we wanted to talk about our organization and what kind of role we see you playing in it." He smiled, an added "The house would be yours to use while you thought about it." He smiled sadly and added "Your choice. We don't kidnap people." He gestured to the door "Go ahead. If you want we will get out and the driver will take you where ever you want to go."
I noticed Amy's eyes get a little bigger when he said the last part but she was a team player so she chimed in with "I'm sorry if I said anything the offended you Chosen. Please stay and eat with us at least." She smiled.
I waited and thought about it. HE wasn't saying pro or con so I pulled GUN down and said "Sorry about that." I didn't put GUN away. I left her in my lap.
Tyler held up a hand "No. No. Not all. You have been through a rough time and we are strangers. If it is anyones fault it is mine. I did not communicate very clearly our intentions." He told the driver "It's all right. Go ahead." The driver didn't say anything. He shifted to drive an eased us back on to the road. As he did Tyler told me "Please. If you have any questions, doubts, or anything...please tell one of us. Dennis up there..." He pointed at Dennis in the front seat just in case I had forgot he was there "Is going to help you out." Dennis was looking over his shoulder listening and watching and took that as his cue to say "Yes Sir!" He favored me with a grin and told me "Anything you need or any questions you might have. Just ask."
So I asked him "What's for dinner?"
I kept the barrel of the gun against the drivers head and replied "How's that Tyler?"
He sighed. "Chosen. We got Safeway to drop the charges. We hoped to take you to a house not far from here where we could have dinner. Then we wanted to talk about our organization and what kind of role we see you playing in it." He smiled, an added "The house would be yours to use while you thought about it." He smiled sadly and added "Your choice. We don't kidnap people." He gestured to the door "Go ahead. If you want we will get out and the driver will take you where ever you want to go."
I noticed Amy's eyes get a little bigger when he said the last part but she was a team player so she chimed in with "I'm sorry if I said anything the offended you Chosen. Please stay and eat with us at least." She smiled.
I waited and thought about it. HE wasn't saying pro or con so I pulled GUN down and said "Sorry about that." I didn't put GUN away. I left her in my lap.
Tyler held up a hand "No. No. Not all. You have been through a rough time and we are strangers. If it is anyones fault it is mine. I did not communicate very clearly our intentions." He told the driver "It's all right. Go ahead." The driver didn't say anything. He shifted to drive an eased us back on to the road. As he did Tyler told me "Please. If you have any questions, doubts, or anything...please tell one of us. Dennis up there..." He pointed at Dennis in the front seat just in case I had forgot he was there "Is going to help you out." Dennis was looking over his shoulder listening and watching and took that as his cue to say "Yes Sir!" He favored me with a grin and told me "Anything you need or any questions you might have. Just ask."
So I asked him "What's for dinner?"
Saturday, August 28, 2010
The Chosen - Part 5d by Nova
I took a deep breath and blew it out. Seeing a Lemonade Girl was always good thing but it always came with a price. An ache in my heart like a bad bruise that sometimes took days to go away. I looked over at Tyler and asked him "When and where are we going to eat?"
"So you're back with us?" This was from Amy. It wasn't asked because she cared. She was angry because I hadn't acted right.
I thought for a second, ignoring the anger that flared up. Ignoring my stomach rumbling. I was The Chosen One. I lived in the woods and lived on his WORD. Not other peoples handouts and charity. HE guided me and sheltered me under his wing. I needed nothing from no one.
"Stop the car!"
What?" Tyler looked genuinely puzzled. "Do you need to use the bathroom Chosen?'
I ignored him, looked at Amy and said "You speak like a serpent. You look like a harlot and your face is a mask behind which nothing but emptiness, spite, and desire for what you can not have spends its time chasing shadows." Then I drew GUN, leaned forward, placed the barrel against the back of the drivers skull, and said "Stop the car or in the name of HE who rules or I will splatter his head all over the inside of this car."
The SUV jerked a bit, hinking over into the next lane by a half of a car width before the driver got it steadied and back in the lane. Dennis was looking back at me and raising his cell to his ear.
I looked at him and said "Don't." He slowly put the cell back down.
Tyler looked like he was going to have a heart attack while Amy looked like a woman I had seen at the mall once who had just been told none of her cards were any good. I said "Last time. Stop the FUCKING CAR!" I had long ago decided that swearing was okay as long as HIS name was not used in vain. HE seemed okay with it too. I secretly thought he probably swore too. Why not? His world was pretty messed up and filled with irritating idiots.
"So you're back with us?" This was from Amy. It wasn't asked because she cared. She was angry because I hadn't acted right.
I thought for a second, ignoring the anger that flared up. Ignoring my stomach rumbling. I was The Chosen One. I lived in the woods and lived on his WORD. Not other peoples handouts and charity. HE guided me and sheltered me under his wing. I needed nothing from no one.
"Stop the car!"
What?" Tyler looked genuinely puzzled. "Do you need to use the bathroom Chosen?'
I ignored him, looked at Amy and said "You speak like a serpent. You look like a harlot and your face is a mask behind which nothing but emptiness, spite, and desire for what you can not have spends its time chasing shadows." Then I drew GUN, leaned forward, placed the barrel against the back of the drivers skull, and said "Stop the car or in the name of HE who rules or I will splatter his head all over the inside of this car."
The SUV jerked a bit, hinking over into the next lane by a half of a car width before the driver got it steadied and back in the lane. Dennis was looking back at me and raising his cell to his ear.
I looked at him and said "Don't." He slowly put the cell back down.
Tyler looked like he was going to have a heart attack while Amy looked like a woman I had seen at the mall once who had just been told none of her cards were any good. I said "Last time. Stop the FUCKING CAR!" I had long ago decided that swearing was okay as long as HIS name was not used in vain. HE seemed okay with it too. I secretly thought he probably swore too. Why not? His world was pretty messed up and filled with irritating idiots.
Friday, August 27, 2010
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