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The Devil

Allan Onik

    The demons beat at the door to the church. They came in all forms and sizes. Some were small and slithered with tails. Some crouched with skinny limbs and sharp claws. Some fat, round, winged demons fluttered to stained glass windows and tapped their fingers. All had glowing red eyes that illuminated the night.

    Charles sat in the confession booth. “Forgive me Priestess, for I have sinned,” he said.
    The Priestess wore a glowing gold cross on her chest. “What seems to be the problem, Charles? It seems as though Hell is knocking at your door.”
    “I have been contemplating suicide for two months. I lost my job, and my girlfriend left me. I have no one, and no money. I feel anxious and lusty, angry and obsessed, doubtful and pessimistic. I don’t know if I’m ever going to get out of the jam. And the pain is too much. My landlord keeps harassing me for money. The bill collectors won’t stop calling. And no women will even look twice at me. I feel like I’m living in Hell. I want it to end.”
    The Demons began licking their lips and howling. They banged harder on the church doors, salivating and hissing.
    “I’m sorry to hear that Charles,” The Priestess said, “and I’m glad you came to admit your sins. You know, to drop one’s own body prematurely and with intent is sinful, since you have denied your potential to be naturally and fully expanded. Although you may still embrace The Light after you leave your body, you will be doing it in a fashion that was unnaturally early. You may love where you end up, but realize all that you missed.”
    The demons twisted, tapped, and huffed. The pounding increased.
    “I see,” Charles said, “but I feel cold and alone. I feel like there is no way out.”
    “But Christ and God love you!” The Priestess said, “And they have a plan for you. You’re just going through a dark time. There is imbalance inside you. Like Hellish creatures trying to express themselves. When the imbalance is corrected, then light will shine forth and your problems will correct through Natural Law.”
    “I took an ecstasy tablet the other day. I went raving in a club with a bunch of kids. Made me feel better for a little bit.”
    The Demons burst open the entrance and scurried in. The cold night shocked the inside of the church. The Priestess bolted out of the confession booth and held her cross high. “There is light in us all, Charles!” The Priestess cried, “We must allow it to take hold, and outshine The Devil.”
    The cross created a blue, luminescent bubble that covered the confession booth, Charles, and The Priestess. Hungry for flesh, the Demons ran at the two but bounced backwards scathed, burning, and writhing when they hit the blue force field.
    “What have you done?” Charles asked.
    “I have used the Power within me. The Power of Good. In all Good men and women there is a Power that Preserves that can outshine Evil, Hell, and Shadows with Love, Heaven, and Light. It is a state of balance that you must reach within yourself, Charles. And the balance once reached can be enhanced. It will help you in the singularity you perceive as your life, as you live out the plan that has been made for you by Christ, God, or The Creator.”
    The Demons circled and hissed, cried and bellowed. When they tried to touch The Field they were burned and howled.
    “But how can I surpass all the Demons that surround me?” Charles asked.
    The Priestess countered. “For the Love of God Charles! Your surroundings do not matter! Light comes from within you, as does Love. If you master yourself, the Demons will dissipate.”
    “Very well then,” Charles said, exiting the confession booth, “It’s decided. I’ll live.” Charles stood next to The Priestess and held up her glowing cross. Bright light shined through the stained glass windows of the church—Morning Light. The Demons whistled and whelped and turned to smoke and dust.

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