Post by Eternity on Oct 24, 2013 21:44:15 GMT
How long have you been here?
Chances are, as you're sat here right now watching this, you've been here long enough. Long enough to know what your life is all about, or at least think you know. You've existed for so long, but have you ever really lived? Do you appreciate your life, living every moment? Cherishing the fact that every breath you take is one closer to your last?
There is only one thing in this life that can and truly will make you appreciate these things.
Death.
But not just anybody's death.
No. It has to be your own.
Most people will tell you that once you die, you cannot come back ever again. Most people will tell you that there are no second chances in life. You only live once, you know, unless you're Sean Connery, but most of us are not Sean Connery, and its a damn good thing too, I can't imagine what the world would be like if I was surrounded by Sean Connerys.
The man's voice alone is nature's vibrator.
And I don't have enough panties to deal with that kind of demand.
Even if I borrowed all of Izzy's.
What?
Oh right, sorry, got a little too distracted there.
Hehehe.
Where was I?
Oh that's right, nothing can make you appreciate these things like your own death. That's right. I got it now.
Thank you.
You're such a sweetie. I love you. Yes I do...
Ahem.
I mean, most people will tell you life is all about enduring the hardships and pain. These people will tell you that it is all a test and that you will be rewarded in the end. These people think they have a good grip on not only their sanity, but also their understanding of pain.
They do not.
Only I do.
I understand pain, and more importantly what lies beyond it. Pain only escalates before it transitions into something else entirely. Numbness. What lies beyond that numbness is a state very few people ever come back from, and for those lucky, lucky few that do, well they are changed. Forever.
I am one of those few.
I was pushed beyond my pain, beyond my numbness at Extreme Endurance.
I was pushed to The Other Side.
This is the story of my return...
My rebirth.
A blinding flash of white light occupies your eyes and the voices of angels occupy your ears.
Chances are, as you're sat here right now watching this, you've been here long enough. Long enough to know what your life is all about, or at least think you know. You've existed for so long, but have you ever really lived? Do you appreciate your life, living every moment? Cherishing the fact that every breath you take is one closer to your last?
There is only one thing in this life that can and truly will make you appreciate these things.
Death.
But not just anybody's death.
No. It has to be your own.
Most people will tell you that once you die, you cannot come back ever again. Most people will tell you that there are no second chances in life. You only live once, you know, unless you're Sean Connery, but most of us are not Sean Connery, and its a damn good thing too, I can't imagine what the world would be like if I was surrounded by Sean Connerys.
The man's voice alone is nature's vibrator.
And I don't have enough panties to deal with that kind of demand.
Even if I borrowed all of Izzy's.
What?
Oh right, sorry, got a little too distracted there.
Hehehe.
Where was I?
Oh that's right, nothing can make you appreciate these things like your own death. That's right. I got it now.
Thank you.
You're such a sweetie. I love you. Yes I do...
Ahem.
I mean, most people will tell you life is all about enduring the hardships and pain. These people will tell you that it is all a test and that you will be rewarded in the end. These people think they have a good grip on not only their sanity, but also their understanding of pain.
They do not.
Only I do.
I understand pain, and more importantly what lies beyond it. Pain only escalates before it transitions into something else entirely. Numbness. What lies beyond that numbness is a state very few people ever come back from, and for those lucky, lucky few that do, well they are changed. Forever.
I am one of those few.
I was pushed beyond my pain, beyond my numbness at Extreme Endurance.
I was pushed to The Other Side.
This is the story of my return...
My rebirth.
A blinding flash of white light occupies your eyes and the voices of angels occupy your ears.
A sillhouette of a slender figure in a robe emerges from the light, stepping forward, closer and closer. The figure stops as your senses adjust and we you find yourself in a brightly lit room, part of a congregation. Among various stuffed animals including rabbits and teddybears, one of whom you recognise as Brian. There are also various dolls in attendance, but the only one that really stands out to you is Barbie.
In front of you, suspended from the roof, above the podium under which the figure currently stands, on high tensile wire is a mannequin of Kathleen Conway. She has a ruby pendant draped around her neck, and her stringy blonde hair only makes her light brown goatee that much more striking and bizarre.
The figure steps carefully raises both hands and pulls back the hood on the white robe, and you see me reveal myself. My often pig tailed pink hair now hangs loose around my shoulders and it strikes you as rather pleasant that my pale white skin isn't made any paler, and my lips not made any redder, by make-up. A microphone is attached to the side of my face for projecting my voice across the room.
To the right of the podium, there is a small wooden table with a steel bowl. A length of chain and a photograph erected in memorial.
"Chloe."
July 15th 2013 - September 22nd 2013
Taken From Us.
Gone But Not Forgotten.
In the most surreal way you saw me at my most natural in a most unnatural setting.
Ladies and gentlemen...
Boys and girls....
Brothers and sisters....
I HAVE SEEN THE LIGHT!
HALLELUJAH!
I have been blessed and given a second chance at redemption! I have journeyed to the Other Side and I have seen wonders beyond your wildest dreams! Many, many years ago, my parents were taken from me, they were Angels called home far too soon.
I have seen them!
They told me it is not my time to come home yet, but when it is they will be waiting for me. Mommy and Daddy told me not to cry and that it didn't hurt anymore. I asked them why I couldn't just stay here with them now and they said because it wasn't my time yet. They told me it was Chloe's time, that soon Chloe would be coming home.
The Lord does work in mysterious ways, my brothers and sisters and it will always remain a mystery to us when He takes someone so young and so vibrant, so full of life from us. But who among us can question His Wisdom. None of us can, brothers and sisters! None of us can!
The Light of the Lord was cast down upon me and it was glorious! I awoke in the hospital bed and the Light, it was so bright! It was blinding! He spoke to me and said:
The Sweet Merciful Lord showed me a great many wondrous things. He showed me the face of a false idol. One we all worshiped and one we helped ascend into power in our blissful ignorance. Oh what fools we were! Fear not brothers and sisters for the time for regret has passed. Our mistakes have been made. We should not look back in anger. We should look only forward in joy. Great joy.
Rejoice brothers and sisters for our time is coming. Our time is almost at hand and our mission has never been more clear. When the Lord spoke to me, he urged me to rip the morphine drip from my arm and commanded me to walk in His Name. He gave me the strength when I thought I had none.
It was a miracle! A true miracle as I walked out of that hospital feeling more alive and more awake than I had in years. Just as surely as I have seen the face of our Lord, so too have I seen the face of Satan. The true face of Satan. The one she tries to hide behind so many others.
Jessica Reed is the Devil who reigns in Our Hell, brothers and sisters!
She has manipulated the Hearts and Minds of the Great and Powerful Men in this world, bamboozled them with her beauty, conned them with her cosplay. She sits upon her throne. Unchallenged. Well I say no longer, brothers and sisters! No longer! Lady Lucifer must be cast out! Exiled! Exorcised! We cannot let Jessica Reed rule our lives through fear. We must not be beguiled any longer, brothers and sisters!
Her Evil only seeks to divide us further. To fight among ourselves, that's what she wants, that's how she wins! We must not be segregated through race, creed or colour for we all bleed the same, brothers and sisters!
We all bleed red. Red as the rubies held by our sister, Ashley Michelangelo! Last Sunday, Our Lord gave me our first test as he plunged the world into darkness and left me with a choice. Knowing that only when one has accepted the darkness, only then can he or she truly be shown the light. Our sister Ashley is a sinner, for she lies with men who are not her husband and lives a life of excess, poisoned by alcohol, consumed by sex, driven by material possessions and fame. But we will not weep for her, will we brothers and sisters?
I said we will not weep for her. WILL WE BROTHERS AND SISTERS?
No! Because our sister Ashley is not beyond redemption. Her soul can be saved. And I will save her! I will show her THE LIGHT OF OUR LORD!
As the only fighting Champion we have left, it is imperative that I succeed at Sacrifice! I can only pray that she has not been corrupted yet, I can only pray she thanks me for all I have done and all I am trying to do. We cannot lose sister Ashley to Satan's army, we simply cannot! They will manipulate her just as surely as they vilify me. According to their misguided ideals, I killed sister Kathy. I stole from her. These same fools will tell you in their eternal ignorance that I shot Abraham Lincoln, JFK, Mr Burns and J.R. Ewing.
Do not be seduced by their lies, brothers and sisters!
Sister Kathy's sacrifices will not be in vain. She died for our sins. We chose the Devil over her when this all began. Sister Izzy has been chosen as our warrior against Jessica Reed, may she go forth with the Lord and our blessing and vanquish this Evil before it spreads any further. Sister Izzy should not underestimate Satan's power, we all saw the strongest of us, sister Katherine brought to her knees and humiliated. She cannot help us any more.
It is up to us, brothers and sisters!
Are you with me? Let me hear you say Hallelujah!
I SAID LET ME HERE YOU SAY HALLELUJAH BROTHERS AND SISTERS!
PRAISE THE LORD!
I know some of you here today have doubts about our mission, brothers and sisters. Sister Izzy who witnessed the final moments before Chloe was taken from us also doubted my return, I forgave her, even before she begged me for it and as I touched her forehead she suddenly understood just how much more was at stake here. She saw the light and took up our cause just as our fighting Champion, sister Ashley must if we are to have any chance of winning the war that is coming.
If I cannot recruit sister Ashley Michelangelo, then I will do whatever is needed to put her down. We cannot afford to crown another false idol, we have lost too many of those already. Brother Spike has amassed his army and began his quest for power, we cannot allow Jessica Reed to do the same. There have been too many casualties already and this war has barely begun.
I hope sister Ashley doesn't fall, but if she must, it will be my hand. Just like sister Kathy. I will not allow Jessica Reed to claim their souls. They are some of the best we have and I love them dearly as I do all my brothers and sisters, but if there is anything that the loss of Chloe has taught me, it is that sometimes those who I love most dearly are the ones I must let go.
The ones I must sacrifice for the greater good.
You see me bring my palms together in prayer and bow my head in prayer.
Amen.
You see me then look up and walk over to the steel bowl, picking it off the table. You see me place it beside Barbie on her chair.
Before the bread and wine, the collection plate will be coming around. Please give generously. Waging a war with demons isn't cheap. Especially the dorky ones. They may have the cheat codes. But with your donations, we will have something even better...
Flying unicorns armed with rainbow powered rocket launchers!
HuhuhuhuhuhuhahahahahahahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
In front of you, suspended from the roof, above the podium under which the figure currently stands, on high tensile wire is a mannequin of Kathleen Conway. She has a ruby pendant draped around her neck, and her stringy blonde hair only makes her light brown goatee that much more striking and bizarre.
The figure steps carefully raises both hands and pulls back the hood on the white robe, and you see me reveal myself. My often pig tailed pink hair now hangs loose around my shoulders and it strikes you as rather pleasant that my pale white skin isn't made any paler, and my lips not made any redder, by make-up. A microphone is attached to the side of my face for projecting my voice across the room.
To the right of the podium, there is a small wooden table with a steel bowl. A length of chain and a photograph erected in memorial.
"Chloe."
July 15th 2013 - September 22nd 2013
Taken From Us.
Gone But Not Forgotten.
In the most surreal way you saw me at my most natural in a most unnatural setting.
Ladies and gentlemen...
Boys and girls....
Brothers and sisters....
I HAVE SEEN THE LIGHT!
HALLELUJAH!
I have been blessed and given a second chance at redemption! I have journeyed to the Other Side and I have seen wonders beyond your wildest dreams! Many, many years ago, my parents were taken from me, they were Angels called home far too soon.
I have seen them!
They told me it is not my time to come home yet, but when it is they will be waiting for me. Mommy and Daddy told me not to cry and that it didn't hurt anymore. I asked them why I couldn't just stay here with them now and they said because it wasn't my time yet. They told me it was Chloe's time, that soon Chloe would be coming home.
The Lord does work in mysterious ways, my brothers and sisters and it will always remain a mystery to us when He takes someone so young and so vibrant, so full of life from us. But who among us can question His Wisdom. None of us can, brothers and sisters! None of us can!
The Light of the Lord was cast down upon me and it was glorious! I awoke in the hospital bed and the Light, it was so bright! It was blinding! He spoke to me and said:
"Do Not Fear My Child, I Shall Not Take Any Sense From You, I Will Only Bestow Upon You A Gift. A Gift You Must Impart Unto Others As I Have Imparted It Unto You. A Gift Of Knowledge. Of Love. Of Understanding. Of Compassion."
The Sweet Merciful Lord showed me a great many wondrous things. He showed me the face of a false idol. One we all worshiped and one we helped ascend into power in our blissful ignorance. Oh what fools we were! Fear not brothers and sisters for the time for regret has passed. Our mistakes have been made. We should not look back in anger. We should look only forward in joy. Great joy.
Rejoice brothers and sisters for our time is coming. Our time is almost at hand and our mission has never been more clear. When the Lord spoke to me, he urged me to rip the morphine drip from my arm and commanded me to walk in His Name. He gave me the strength when I thought I had none.
It was a miracle! A true miracle as I walked out of that hospital feeling more alive and more awake than I had in years. Just as surely as I have seen the face of our Lord, so too have I seen the face of Satan. The true face of Satan. The one she tries to hide behind so many others.
Jessica Reed is the Devil who reigns in Our Hell, brothers and sisters!
She has manipulated the Hearts and Minds of the Great and Powerful Men in this world, bamboozled them with her beauty, conned them with her cosplay. She sits upon her throne. Unchallenged. Well I say no longer, brothers and sisters! No longer! Lady Lucifer must be cast out! Exiled! Exorcised! We cannot let Jessica Reed rule our lives through fear. We must not be beguiled any longer, brothers and sisters!
Her Evil only seeks to divide us further. To fight among ourselves, that's what she wants, that's how she wins! We must not be segregated through race, creed or colour for we all bleed the same, brothers and sisters!
We all bleed red. Red as the rubies held by our sister, Ashley Michelangelo! Last Sunday, Our Lord gave me our first test as he plunged the world into darkness and left me with a choice. Knowing that only when one has accepted the darkness, only then can he or she truly be shown the light. Our sister Ashley is a sinner, for she lies with men who are not her husband and lives a life of excess, poisoned by alcohol, consumed by sex, driven by material possessions and fame. But we will not weep for her, will we brothers and sisters?
NO!
I said we will not weep for her. WILL WE BROTHERS AND SISTERS?
NO!
No! Because our sister Ashley is not beyond redemption. Her soul can be saved. And I will save her! I will show her THE LIGHT OF OUR LORD!
As the only fighting Champion we have left, it is imperative that I succeed at Sacrifice! I can only pray that she has not been corrupted yet, I can only pray she thanks me for all I have done and all I am trying to do. We cannot lose sister Ashley to Satan's army, we simply cannot! They will manipulate her just as surely as they vilify me. According to their misguided ideals, I killed sister Kathy. I stole from her. These same fools will tell you in their eternal ignorance that I shot Abraham Lincoln, JFK, Mr Burns and J.R. Ewing.
Do not be seduced by their lies, brothers and sisters!
Sister Kathy's sacrifices will not be in vain. She died for our sins. We chose the Devil over her when this all began. Sister Izzy has been chosen as our warrior against Jessica Reed, may she go forth with the Lord and our blessing and vanquish this Evil before it spreads any further. Sister Izzy should not underestimate Satan's power, we all saw the strongest of us, sister Katherine brought to her knees and humiliated. She cannot help us any more.
It is up to us, brothers and sisters!
Are you with me? Let me hear you say Hallelujah!
HALLELULJAH!
I SAID LET ME HERE YOU SAY HALLELUJAH BROTHERS AND SISTERS!
HALLELUJAH!
PRAISE THE LORD!
I know some of you here today have doubts about our mission, brothers and sisters. Sister Izzy who witnessed the final moments before Chloe was taken from us also doubted my return, I forgave her, even before she begged me for it and as I touched her forehead she suddenly understood just how much more was at stake here. She saw the light and took up our cause just as our fighting Champion, sister Ashley must if we are to have any chance of winning the war that is coming.
If I cannot recruit sister Ashley Michelangelo, then I will do whatever is needed to put her down. We cannot afford to crown another false idol, we have lost too many of those already. Brother Spike has amassed his army and began his quest for power, we cannot allow Jessica Reed to do the same. There have been too many casualties already and this war has barely begun.
I hope sister Ashley doesn't fall, but if she must, it will be my hand. Just like sister Kathy. I will not allow Jessica Reed to claim their souls. They are some of the best we have and I love them dearly as I do all my brothers and sisters, but if there is anything that the loss of Chloe has taught me, it is that sometimes those who I love most dearly are the ones I must let go.
The ones I must sacrifice for the greater good.
You see me bring my palms together in prayer and bow my head in prayer.
Amen.
You see me then look up and walk over to the steel bowl, picking it off the table. You see me place it beside Barbie on her chair.
Before the bread and wine, the collection plate will be coming around. Please give generously. Waging a war with demons isn't cheap. Especially the dorky ones. They may have the cheat codes. But with your donations, we will have something even better...
Flying unicorns armed with rainbow powered rocket launchers!
HuhuhuhuhuhuhahahahahahahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Well howdy there pardner.