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Sep 08, 2005 11:48


i should be doing homework...

has anybody ever read 'honk if you are jesus' o in normans case 'honky for jesus' if you ave can you read this and tell me if theyre any good...


From the Diary of Hollis Schultz

As a religious leader, my only beliefs are in my own power to manipulate people to my own ends, and of course to some extent as an actor. Creeping into a medical centre and a place of science at night to raise Jesus Christ and destroy scientific work like some crude Christian desperado group was a bizarre experience. It seemed I should be doing the opposite; instead, I should have been producing things that would send horror into the hearts of hopeless blue washed widows who attempt to draw lines of morals and boundaries on science. On the progress of men thinking where god- if there is one- did not think, did not limit our resources or the power of our minds minds. Why should I not take what the power of my mind can?
Winding through the shadows of the medical compound, I knew that I had made the right decision in coming with Scanlon. I couldn’t leave a task as vital to my plans as this one up to a fool like him, no matter how much he whinged and moaned. He had so many faults, I will never understand the interest he has in Mara, a woman twice his age. Even my somewhat extended limits would not allow me to fraternise with someone such a large age gap from myself. He has been less than honest about his motives. If we are alike in anything, it is our disbelief of religion.
Finally, his own unconquerable belief in himself, his own mind, would have meant he would have made a mistake, faltered somewhere along the line. Become lax.
When I think of the harsh glare of the fluorescent light as it jolted into life, each spark like a needle in my eyeballs, I shudder. Discovery in those labs so late at night would have raised questions I couldn’t risk getting back to Mara. You never know what kind of pathetic professors wonder around the centre at night. I quickly jabbed the light switch and the abrasive light died. Glaring at Scanlon for making such a stupid mistake, I quickly turned to the fridge on the opposite side of the room.  I still don’t understand how somebody so intelligent could be so imbecilic. While he set up his equipment using my torch I went to the fridge, there were five phials sitting in the fridge. I grabbed one passing it quickly from hand-to-hand, as the cold seemed to reach my bones. Gaining an unexpected sort of satisfaction knowing that I had the essence of Jesus- whoever that may have been- in my hands. I was controlling him I had power.
Scanlon took the phial off me and we watched tense as he removed the tiny DNA with his laser beams and replaced it in Mary- Beth’s egg. A flicker of confusion touched his face and he muttered something to himself. Not knowing what was going on nearly drove me crazy, The light barely dented the oppressive, protecting dark and I felt as if we were participating in some modern day cult ritual. Recreating Jesus in some modern day cult ritual.

Then the deed was done, we put the egg in the incubator and left.


The Ultimate Temptation

I am here today to offer you a once in a life opportunity- to let you in on a secret that will change your life forever- guaranteed. This my friends is the ultimate Temptation. This my friends isn’t some Jehovah’s at your door sell you a Bible and change your life scheme, no. This is one million times bigger. Now what do a group of terrorist leaders engaged in a Holy War and tourist guides have in common you ask me? Well, I’ll tell you The Father, The Son and the Hooooooooooooooly Spirit!
I’m going to make your privileged selves privy to a once in a lifetime opportunity. I’m going to give you a chance to invest in the one, the only, Jesus Christ!
(At this point there will be an exited chatter in the audience- give them an amount of time to calm down for dramatic effect).
Now for those tour guides among us how much do you hate it when you’ve just finished your spiel on how your about to take them to the most stunning, serene, secluded place in Queensland, only to turn the corner and find another fie tour groups enjoying your spectacular view! Just imagine the fame and of course money you could gain by having not just any old Holy Relics but the Holy relic himself… Your site of choice would be second only to Memphis!
For those esteemed Holy War Terrorists who could argue with you when you have the word of Jesus Christ himself? And if your Jewish? Well you get to bare witness to the first coming of the Son of God!
But wait, there’s more! As the Father of Jesus Christ, you are God! You can bring this little beauty up as you like, all that power and whatever petty grudges you care to impress upon him!
Now I know what your all thinking, how much will this slice of Heaven (Or all of it depending on your beliefs) cast you?? Well we are having an auction here and the winner will be given the opportunity to have J.C. as their Son. But wait, there’s more, J.C. isn’t the only thing included in this superb package! You’ll also receive; a womb to carry this little beauty to full term and the finest scientists in the world to make sure the entire program goes off without a hitch. All this and more specially constructed for your piece of mind. Now I will give you 10 seconds to decide if you will be returning tomorrow night to become our champion.

By Mary Johnstone

i need ot do another one but... hm maybe a bit later...
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