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"My Conversation With Lucifer"

by @Moi-Cherie

"I'm NOT going to tell you this is NOT JUST a test like I tell ALL the rest that it's ONLY a test? C'mon you should know better" I'm noticing this guy has a lot of ink all over and the darkest kind "So it's NOT Not an ordinary exam? this ain't basketball tryouts?" I ask... "I just took a walk in the park had a... white bloody knuckle sandwich I played pinochle with the Old Man rode in bear backed like Lady Godiva...." I heard words & Maniacal laughter played by symphony  of demons & smirking violinists in the background "I'll tell you it is in FACT a TEST fuc******* a super difficult one..." then ".....continue reading my contract...." reading and absorbing unfathomable amounts of learning and yearning with excellent Earning Potential requires a decent, above average genius IQ i don't need anything other than... to leave my heart behind and any other angels my set of wings saved aside this is just a ride I tell myself they cast him out you know fallen Angel and....no other Gods, Mommy, Daddy, deities....xcetera. "logically it's been there all along everyone hears me not like you can IGNORE my voice you've seen my ad...." (a bony finger with a long sharp nail points upward)... "up there you know where... on the billboard in Times Square i am 100% certain it was you" and it is here I am. Okay, I'm in control...breathe take a sip of moonshine first shhhhh... listen a little chuckle Lucifer continues.... "You can bring Conscience along she has been cleared.. " Loudspeaker coming on "We repeat this is NOT a Strong Storm warning there won't be any arms waving no lights like at the airport telling you where to land no hands outside the vehicle or for holding" A pause, finally...in closing he looks my way...saying "You'll stop at the Crossroads lose the shirt see a blinking Amber Alert don't stop at the bar no flirting.... look back actually there's a poetic flood it's coming that 'deluge' of your bloodstained Indigo ink" filled paper boats are floating & he is gloating "you might refer to the Ark section of your Manual before it's time to go...." I gather important necessary documents for example making sure my will is signed on the dotted line organ donor checked off blood type leaving all others behind no certainty of any kind may not return from an Unknown Destination things tend to get worse   before they get better   grab a sweater a bumpy ride my friend dragging those     sharpened ink filled        fingertips        down a chalkboard...        I  buckle up    transportation provided nausea subsided here I go down below   "I thought      I would      always have to       take you        kicking......         & screaming         still saying the         Lord's Prayer         signed, sealed           & delivered."          I smile... nod ... I say          "Yut...            guess so"             time to go            getting up             from a chair...              & I swear               I am               walking                out                 no                 room                 for                  any                  doubt. Cherie Nolan © 2016
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Published
Jul 11, 2016
Time
7m
Notes

Recently had a seizure in my sleep, had before during bad insomnia and anxiety....mixed with prescribed new medications in the study of Medicine

unknown reasons, it felt like I was pinned to the bed and I remembered something my Maternal Grandmother told me to recite the Lord's Prayer, she said there would be times when I would need it

and I have

  somehow I could do it even if I wasn't saying it sounded like I was trying to apparently.

I'm not overly religious

baptized Catholic, born again Christian

Native American dreamer...

but  I am very spiritual and it got me through that horrible thing whether it was a dream, a seizure or something else, prayer works.

"Our Father

who art in heaven

hallowed be thy name

thy kingdom come

thy will be done on Earth

as it is in heaven

Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us and lead us not into temptation but Deliver Us from Evil

And I believe there's an Amen

Some possible alternative endings ...

anyway thanks all :)

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#poetry#prayer#life#devil#fragile#duality#lords#seizures
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