Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 101
…we can call it the Church of Spiritual Engineering…
“I have decided to start my own church,” Pentateuch comes to the realization that people long for a place where like-minds gather, as he thinks to himself. The Christian movements seem to have a church on about every block for the sole purpose of honoring their God, so why not spawn a self-affirming organization to serve those who worship nothing but themselves. This is the originating rationale he uses as a foundation for his newest plan.
Jealous and in desperate need of atheist reinforcement, he has targeted the perfect front man for that church and he appears to him at the Laguna Beach Yacht Club, where the man is working just to stay afloat, so-to-speak. Pentateuch passes himself off as a wealthy business-type, an alleged follower of this cult-ish personality, expounding on that very subject of founding that existential church, “You are just the man to give the people what they long for… a church that only makes them feel good.”
“I have wanted to do that for years, but lack universal support,”
“I know,” confirms Pentateuch to the man seated across from him, one Langston Richard Cannon, whom he has been keeping track of ever since the man wrote what he called “THE book” and then throughout his failed military career; an ongoing string of disappointments. They had an encounter during his Navy days in that Great War, but Cannon was so myopic that he did not realize that he had met the devil, yet he impressed the Dark Deceptor with his delusional ways of viewing the world. “You need a proper platform from which to spread your revolutionary ideas.”
“Winters, P. Joseph Winters and I am impressed with your vision.”
“Some are calling it sacrilegious, but I call it a milestone for man, comparable to the discovery of fire and superior to the invention of the wheel. My new book is selling thousands of copies a week, but there are still those that doubt.”
“With my help, we can start a church for your followers; we can call it The Church of Spiritual Engineering.”
“Brilliant, that is close to what I was thinking: Church of Scientology, but we can go with yours to start out.” He likes that Winters/Pentateuch is eating his stuff up. “The human brain records every experience and event, even when unconscious. I can clear away the bad and painful ones by a process I call “auditing”, thus freeing the mind to attain higher IQs and enhanced memorization.”
“Are you talking about God? What utter nonsense and waste of a perfectly good life! L. Dick Cannon, will free them from that form of spiritual slavery.”
“Perfect,” the Great Deception adds another living statue to his hall-of-shame.