Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 193

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 193

…There is a song that is crying to get out, so sing along or just hum about…

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For the night of March 12th 1951 and into most of the next day, Pentateuch is reveling in the wickedness done by his bidding. It does an evil heart good to see the suffering that he has extended throughout the newly evangelized faithful, though most damage is superficial; lives made miserable merely because they came to hear what they are told is the way, the truth and the light.

Now, after the night of mayhem, these inspired hopefuls are left wondering if or when the other shoe will drop.

Penty’s true victories are few and transient in nature; just when he thinks he has triumphed over good, some sort of redemption enters the person’s life to spoil it. There is a “ringer” involved in any particular lifetime equation and it is related to salvation. The only chance that the enemy of salvation can win is if a person hears the Word and renounces it and even then a soul can be delivered, right up and until they are taken from this life.

In the meantime, it is ya-ha time for the Dark Deceptor, who is determined to counteract all that Graham nonsense, especially any of anything to do with that deception-busting Libby; that devious on-worlder that pretends to be dead, to the point of faking a funeral for crying out loud.

Penty almost always loses contact with a departing soul that reaches the Great Beyond (in good standing) with the Divine One, so how was he to know that Willard and his sidekick Martin was were still alive?

Agent Daniels/Jesse James/Cephus is another story. He cannot put his finger-out just how and why he can’t put his finger on him.

There is a song that is crying to get out, so sing along or just hum about:

‘Has anybody here seen my old friend Willard? Can you tell me where he’s gone? He’s freeing a lot of people, but it seems the good die young, you know, I just looked around and he is gone…

‘Has anybody here seen my old friend Martin? Can you tell me where he’s gone? He’s freeing a lot of people, but it seems the good die young, you know, I just looked around and he is gone…

‘Has anybody here seen my old friend Jesse? Can you tell me where he’s gone? He’s freeing a lot of people, but it seems the good die young, you know, I just looked around and he is gone…

‘Anybody here seen my old friend Cephus?

Can you tell me where he’s gone?

I thought I saw him walkin’ up over the hill

With Willard, Martin, and Jesse…’ 

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Constance Caraway P.I.

Abraham Martin John

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 70

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 70

…Speak of the Devil…

“Why do I have this atrocious feeling that this Libby situation is not finished?” Pentateuch, the merchant of immorality, has been fighting an eternal battle, the battle for a world filled with unbelievers. The denial of God’s existence is almost secondary to his other mission: ‘If mankind does not believe that I (the devil & his minions) is real and walking among them, they a like ripe fruit from low hanging branches.’ “You tell me he has died, froze to death, instead of being locked away?”

“We didn’t think he would be exposed to the cold for so long,” Canisso proves just how imperfect evil can be.

“Do you not think the Divine One will seek to avenge this innocent man’s death? This wasn’t just an ordinary human, Canisso, he was about to tell the world that they have been lied to, the fraud of all time. After all, what is ten billion years among friends? To those of us who are ceaseless, the passing of time is of little matter, a million, so what. But to a human, it is maybe 70 years, most of which is spent clinging to their precious life.

“And up until now, they have been properly bamboozled, choosing to believe their flawed science, rather than the Word of the God who made them.”

“God made us too, Master.”

Upon reflecting on that not small fact, Pentateuch reverts to his defiant nature, “We were His Angels also Canisso, but we seized the power to be His equal, while the others chose to hang around and worship Him.

“The meek shall not inherit the Earth if I have anything to do with it.”

What a bold stance to take, be it brave or delusional.

“Who among “them” would be willing to sell their soul Canisso?” the Dark Deceptor refers to that pesky CCPI bunch, which has not gone away. “One of them must lust after money, power, ecstasy, something.”

“That cabbie Eddie sure would like to be some sort of hero or famous or both.”

If any one of them can be had, Pentateuch will test them, tempt them, take them for his own.


Constance Caraway P.I.

Forever Mastadon


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