Androids and Electric Sleep (Part 4)

I’m the Pentecostal Preacher. I’m the Prophet of the living God. Can I get an Amen? Abraham’s taking his son to the mountains to sacrifice his son’s identity to Nature. But what the good Lord wants is a real sacrifice. The Lord demands blood and justice; wrath and vengeance; pain and revenge. Can I get an Amen? Can I get a Hallelujah! Oh, yes, Lord! Yes, Lord! You chose me to carry out what Abraham doesn’t have it in his loins to do. And so, I’m taking a knife and gutting both Abraham and his demoniac son. Jehovah wrath’s upon this generation of masturbation; this wicked, heathen age of sexual rage; this sickening perversion of Solomon’s balls and orgy halls. Can I get an Amen! Can I get a Hallelujah! Pray for me, brothers and sisters. Speak your tongues. Prophesy! Prophesy! Prophesy! I travel tomorrow. I’ll meet Abraham and his 3D dream-demon possessed son on the mountain, and I will carry out the Lord’s task. Amen! Hallelujah! Amen! Hallelujah! Abraham says he listens to Jehovah. Oh, wicked man! It’s Satan who speaks to him. But the devil’s ways will end when I snap his seed staff and feed it to the dogs! Can I get an Amen? Hallelujah! Rabashabadaba! Feel the power of the Lord brethren! Rabadashabdamada! Amen! Amen! AMEN!!!

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Part 2

Part 3

© Nitin Lalit Murali (2018)

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  1. A big bible belt cultural cringe,
    from sublime poetry
    to gutteral gruntary for
    the opiated masses of molasses
    investing in Wall Street slavery.
    To see the celestial forrest
    beyond the blackened tree stumps
    of spiritual poverty.
    From the crass on burning grass
    to Shakespearean glory.
    Nitin, with vision,
    you pen a most wonderous story.

  2. Dear Nitin, I feel like I’ve just been to a Pentecostal Revival. Hallelujah! I’m enamored with your Prophet of the Living God, of course before this gig he was selling laudanum from a traveling caravan, and before that he was no doubt “the original” snake oil salesman. There’s so much disparity in seeking the truth, or what claims to be the truth, or better yet what passes for the truth. Thank goodness for your humor because at times this borders on the absurd. In all seriousness, this piece inspired a lot of deep thought on my part, thank you. I’m looking forward to the next installment of this clever and extremely well written series. Have a good week. ~ Mia

    1. Dear Mia. Haha. He was definitely the original snake oil salesman! Yes the truth is indeed stranger than fiction. I have a few ideas brewing but my thoughts keep evolving as the series progresses. I don’t know how it’ll end myself. Thank you so much for such a kind comment – Nitin

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