Of Martyrs and Kings. (598 hits)
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Submitted by Id (View user info) at 2004-12-07 11:21:49 EST
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http://www.ubersite.com/m/51685 - Part One
http://www.ubersite.com/m/52480 - Part Two
http://www.ubersite.com/m/53024 - Part Three
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The moon was shining upon us both
Shining with all her might
Doing her best to remind me Of
why I was here this night
To lament of the evil that I had wrought
And the meaning of wrong and right.
Myself and Gryme watched the moon
He still looked at me not
we stood upon my daughter's grave
I still spoke to him not
For why disturb with a random word
Which might turn this time to rot?
The graveyard, dark as dark could be
The moon, full and high
You could not see a cloud because
No cloud was in the sky
Twas such a night that one perhaps
Could sprout wings and fly
"No flight for you" quipped Mr. Gryme
Again peering at my mind
"The sky's no place for murderers
And other's of your kind
For that indeed is why your seed
Lies dead, you will find"
"You know nothing!" I raged
"This is something..." I raged
"...that is mine alone to understand!"
"Yes I killed!" I screamed
"Why I killed..." I screamed
"...surely you must now understand!"
"Yes....to save thousands, maybe millions
To stop the towers from making their fall
To stop fire from raining from the sky
To put a final end to it all"
Then he paused , turned, and said with a grin:
"You still failed though it all!"
And so began the conversation of myself and this young Mr. Gryme. Young Mr. Gryme who apparently could read my mind. Young Mr. Gryme that surely knew of my doings in the past. Young Mr. Gryme who obviously enjoyed angering me...
"Not really, I'm not out to make you mad. Just to answer your question."
"Oh is that all? You intend to explain what God can not? You intend to educate me on the inner mysteries of why I can't change the future, no matter what I do in the past? You intend..." I pointed to my daughters gravestone, "...TO TELL ME WHY ARIANA HAD TO DIE!!!???"
"Yep."
The teacher and Mr. Gryme
We now walked close at hand
As I recalled the time when she
Played in quantities of sand
The first, the last, the only time
When life seemed nothing but grand
"But now", said he, "tis time for I
To give my little speech
As I explain with this pleasant talk
Of why it's all out of your reach
Of why three times you traveled back
And of why you failed at each."
"You see, God's doesn't like you."
You see, God can't stand you.
You think time is yours to run.
For God acted against you
For God's will is against you
And God's will is surely done."
"Did you think you wouldn't be punished?
That your crime would go unknown?
As you impaled a child's heart with steel
Did you feel him shudder in his bones?
Did you see the look upon his eyes?
His final breathe, did you feel?
"God stopped me before I...killed...Osama. Twice I tried to steer him from his original fate. And twice he died anyway. So what is the difference that I killed him the third time? The towers fell...anyway." I was beginning to see the truth behind Gryme's words, the reason underneath his leering grin.
"So God told me that his will was choice, was freedom. That all of us are free to do good or evil, as it was his will to do so. So God was lying to me."
"Also yep."
"But....God can't do that. I mean, God's...well, God. You expect me to believe that God intentionally made the towers fall-".
"-and made your daughter die" added Gryme.
"...and made my daughter die..." added I through clenched teeth and fists. "....just because he was upset with me?"
"Why is that so hard for you to comprehend?" Did not God make you in his image? Why yes, yes he did. So, if you are capable of anger, rage, and hatred....why is not God capable of these emotions as well? For surely, God's vengeance is described in great detail in the Bible, is it not?
"...yes..."
"So why not? Why isn't God capable of making thousands, maybe millions of people die just to piss you off?"
"But...but...God isn't like this, is he? God isn't-"
"Evil?" interrupted Gryme.
"..yes. God is not evil."
"Ok. So let me be clear on this. You try to stop the senseless slaughter of a great deal of people. Three times. Yet somehow, it still happens. Three times. For three completely unrelated reasons. I suppose if you had tried a fourth time, the towers would have been enveloped in a massive tornado caused by the flapping wings of a butterfly in Malaysia." Gryme turned his face from mine for a moment, shaking his head slightly.
"Three times you watched your daughter die. But, but, God's not evil, God's not out to get you, right? So when your daughter was in that school bus when the bomb underneath exploded, that was just freedom of choice right? And when she died a slow death of sudden liver failure, due to the air traffic shutdown as they tried to figure out what the hell happened with good old pilot Bin Laden (which surely prevented the donor liver from reaching her), after the towers fell the second time...that was individual choice between good and evil at work, yes? And when she died the third time..."
"Stop it."
"...from a very gruesome..."
"STOP IT."
"...self-inflicted..."
"GOD DAMN YOU STOP IT!!" I lunged at Gryme, eyes blurred with tears, hands reaching out to silence his infuriating tongue. I crashed headfirst into Ariana's tombstone instead.
For he was gone. As suddenly as he had came. Only his voice lingered, reverberating in my mind, as blood began to drip down my face.
"Your time will come," said specter Gryme
"To decide of many things
Of life - of death - the plight of man
And the fate of martyrs and kings
For now your blood is boiling hot
Your rage will soon take wing."
"For God wills that soon your time will come
And surely, God's will is done."
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That was sneaky, reposting it like that. I am physically unable to give this anything less than a +2, so I suppose that I shall have to content myself with frowning in your general direction and +2ing away. Carry on.
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"For God wills that soon your time will come
And surely, God's will is done."
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fuck god, right in his holy ass