Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 139

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 139

…Martin stomps his feet like he has a hot-foot, darting out to, and back from, the burning walls…

“If you don’t smell burnt flesh, you know he’s not physically present. He will know that I have left the room,”  explains a knowledgeable Agent Daniels.

“How dare you cross me”

He does in fact know they have gone, but is uncharacteristically cautious, fully aware that Cephus knows more than the average mere man.

The pair lingers away for what they thought would be an ample amount of time and return to the office to see what’s what. After unlocking the door, they enter to a room that has that signature aroma; “He” had been there.

Thinking they were in the clear turns out to be a mistake. That smell is in the present, not past, tense. The room ignites into a full-blown inferno. The bait has become the first course and is quickly reaching well-done on the culinary scale. They retreat to the only exit, but that is locked.

As they back away from the worst of the blaze, Martin remembers something Willard had told him, ‘If you come by sometime and can’t find me, check out the floor’, an odd thing to tell somebody, even a friend, on purpose.

Martin stomps his feet like he has a hot-foot, darting out to, and back from, the burning walls. He detects a hollow sound beneath once specific spot. He reaches down to peel away a melting rubber mat and in the same motion grasping a sizzling brass ring. Wouldn’t you know it? There for their most timely convenience is an underground passage. “This way, Daniels!”

Martin jumps feet first, followed closely by Agent Daniels with little delay. The temperature suddenly drops to refreshing levels.  They can see the fiery room above and hear the sirens from the Argonne Township Fire Department.

“They will have to turn the sprinklers on manually… your Penty did not miss a trick,” Martin acknowledges the crime of a well planned arson.

“My Penty?” Daniels is guilty by association. From out of a handy dandy tool belt he pulls out a powerful penlight to guide their way. “What is this place?”


Constance Caraway P.I.

 Forever Mastadon


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 133

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 133

…Bartholomew Simpson has had a shaky, if not inexplicable role in the perpetuation of The Great Deception…

Anger is a wasted emotion in the Angelic Realm, even though God has every right to be.

As a result, there is no reason for us to get mad when God is not on our side. It is fruitless.

God does not support Pentateuch, who has the Earth as his playground and is completely on his own… and prone to anger… especially when he loses.

He also has his “ways” to keep track of things that interest him. And even though Cephus has quit communicating with him, he has not quit spying on Cephus’ whereabouts.

Forever Mastadon has not gone away. Its stealth tendrils are firmly entrenched wherever they are needed. One such secret stem has spotted Cephus/Daniels back in the Chicago, making a visit to the offices of McGraw-Hill, where FM has a foothold, in the person of the Head of Content.

Daniels/James, now that he has shed his other disguise shells, remains on the case which Willard Libby has started. He is curious as to why the publisher was so interested in the subject of carbon dating, so much so that they were in talks with him in the days leading up to Libby’s abduction.

On the Fence

McGraw-Hill Publishers

Bartholomew Simpson has had a shaky, if not inexplicable role in the perpetuation of The Great Deception. He has heard about new, solid evidence that the “age of humans” is due for a huge correction and because new textbooks are in the process of content editing, the publisher needs to be the first to know the 5 W’s, not the last.

Pentateuch has been using subliminal suggestion as a management tool in the recesses of Simpson’s malleable mind. Up until recently, the issue of Evolution vs. Creation was foursquare in the “amino acid to upright hominid” corner. But there is an invisible fence bordering this suddenly open field and B. Simpson is now straddling that fence.

 With awakening comes awareness.

  •  Libby is ready to spill the Carbon-14 Recipe Beans.
  • Daniels has covert plans for Mr. Bartholomew Simpson.
  • CCPI Chi-town subtracts one member, adds another.
  • Dick Cannon seeks movie stars to shill for his “church”.
  • Pentateuch is disappointed with his Earthly accomplices.

 From the enlightening saga of Willard Libby down to the evil machinations of the lord of Hades and everyone in between, the time has come to maneuver.


Constance Caraway P.I.

Forever Mastadon


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 117

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 117

…She opens the door, revealing a dust covered Agent Daniels…

You don’t see what you think you do

“There is nothing Ace, not a damned trace of that building………it is like it wasn’t there all along,” she hands her binoculars to him.

“You must be crapping me! It is one huge dusty nothing; zero debris, like it was vaporized!” he stands amazed.

Stunned silence.

“You know this shouldn’t surprise me AB, not after all that other weird stuff I’ve seen.”

“It appears that we succeeded in annihilating an illusion.”

“No 39th floor, no building… no revenge, I’m not feeling the love here.”

“Shadow boxing is good practice for the real thing CC, so now we know that not everything is as it appears.”

Suddenly there is a knock at their door.

“Could that be Polizia Locale?” asks Ace in his best Italian. “Better open the door.”

She does so revealing a dust covered Agent Daniels.

“At least we know the dust was real!”

“And you are???”

“Bannion, Ace Bannion.”

“I assume you are the one with the demolition skills,” the Daniels/Cephus points at the remaining crater. “I certainly did not expect you to pull it off, Constance.”

“How did you know we were going to blow the place into eternity?”

“I have my ways,” a good G-man doesn’t show his entire hand. “Eternity would be nice, but this will do for now. It will take him a while to relocate, but he will.”

“Who is he, may I ask?”

“You haven’t guessed by now?”

“The Devil is the real deal?” Ace remains skeptical, despite Connie’s background stories.

“You may choose to ignore him, but Satan is real and he is looking to devour mankind’s collective soul.”Pentateuch-001

“How does he fit that on his business card?”

“It is his calling card you want to avoid. If he leaves that, it means he has already done his dirty work.”


 Constance Caraway P.I.

Forever Mastadon


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Satan Place

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C.S. Lewis

“I’m on Aslan’s side even if there isn’t any Aslan to lead it. I’m going to live as like a Narnian as I can even if there isn’t any Narnia.”

― C.S. LewisThe Silver Chair

Fyodor Dostoyevsky

“What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.”
― Fyodor DostoyevskyThe Brothers Karamazov

Charlotte Brontë

“No sight so sad as that of a naughty child,” he began, “especially a naughty little girl. Do you know where the wicked go after death?””They go to hell,” was my ready and orthodox answer.

“And what is hell? Can you tell me that?”

“A pit full of fire.”

“And should you like to fall into that pit, and to be burning there for ever?”

“No, sir.”

“What must you do to avoid it?”

I deliberated a moment: my answer, when it did come was objectionable: “I must keep in good health and not die.”
― Charlotte BrontëJane Eyre

Aldous Huxley

“Maybe this world is another planet’s hell.”
― Aldous Huxley
Oscar Wilde

“We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell.”

― Oscar Wilde

Jean-Paul Sartre

“Hell is—other people!”

― Jean-Paul SartreNo Exit

Dante Alighieri

“The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who, in times of great moral crisis, maintain their neutrality.

― Dante AlighieriInferno

Satan Place

Curses Foiled Again 2 (see 2/27/2013) (Ch 21 270+271)

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Curses Foiled Again 2

Across the way, seated in the stands along the 3rd base line, Constance, Fanny, Daniels and AB discuss what the tangible results of this spectacle are.

“Here’s what I think Connie,” injects the man who best understands the role that Pentateuch has played in all this. “If you notice, the bread crumbled away and the wine was turned into water. Penty had poisoned both, and was going to execute everyone with Communion. God did His thing while he did that blackout, which by the way, was not just at the park or the city, and not just the US, but entire planet.”

“Yes I heard that this hemisphere world dark and the other side lost power all at once. Try to explain that way Mr. & Mrs. Atheist come on.” Connie, like all the other witnesses has seen the power of God and believes.

“And when we got power back, so did everyone else and TV’s still tuned to NBC.”

“What were those 3 white blobs we saw around,” the burning question of this fleeting day?

“I don’t think Angels appreciate being called blobs, Ace. God uses them to carry out His bidding on Earth. Now I hardly know them on a first name basis, but I’m pretty sure that MICHAEL was in charge of this one. And from what I’ve seen out at Tolentine, GABRIEL probably zapped Canisso (Vincent Wolfgram), so he was in on this and RAPHAEL may have been here to help some of those people who gobbled Communion down before they were supposed to.”

“See Ace buddy, it pays to listen to instructions,” Constance never passes up the chance to train her companion. Tragically, several dozen people, mostly those with predisposed physical problems (or it may have been their time and God allowed them to expire), died eating Penty’s poisoned portions. “They were told to wait but they figured, ‘it can’t hurt to eat this stuff now’?”

The mere thought of 40 or more thousand casualties boggles the mind. It would have been a disaster of epic proportions; unthinkable, unspeakable, inhumane, but none of that negativity entered into Pentateuch’s decision to kill a throng of innocent God seekers.

They were saved by the Father’s love.

But the one who seeks to devour was sent packing back to his  home in the lake of fire where every day is hot and every moment regretful, even more so for any of his indentured tenants, new or old.

“Pentateuch, the name I gave the Devil, has been banished for a good while, but don’t worry, he comes back later in the 1950’s. He is very effective to this day and will be until the last days.” 

Gwenny

Birds of a Feather (Start Ch 11)

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Birds Of A Feather

Chapter Eleven

MANEUVERS

 

Every war is won or lost by first fighting battles; sneak attacks, ambushes or crusades, campaigns. And depending on which side you are on, sometimes it doesn’t feel very good.

Now for Pentateuch, it is one thing to be put in his place by the Divine One, Canisso’s untimely demise being an example. It is something that he has had to accept as a precondition for his status as chief Earthly foil. But to have been pricked in the side by mere humans, as is the case with the recent loss of his handy habitation in Rome, is utterly unacceptable.

What puzzles him the most is how those pesky gnats were able to locate his papal perch in the first place. It is not like he is the owner of a worldwide franchise: a SATAN’S PLACE sign hanging on the front of each of his lairs.

Being known, unwelcome byproduct of his infamous misdeeds, is not a situation that he is comfortable with. The fewer human beings who see him as real the better; he can prowl and devour much easier with mass ignorance.

The other nagging issue is, if he has squashed the threat to his Great Deception, then why it feels like the battle continues to rage on is a mystery, even to his darkened doorsteps.

He really misses that Canisso guy, having had good confidence in the area of creature loyalty. He is not the first company casualty in the course of human history, of those devoted to Pentateuch, but as it applies to the Great Deception, there is no replacing Canisso.

Come to think of it, most of his current problems seem to revolve around the proximity or lack of said and the one named Cephus. The Divine One didn’t strike him down at Tolentine like He did Canisso, nor was Cephus at Via Catone the night of the annihilation as he was expected to be.

“Establishing a strategic base with both the requisite temperature control and placement near religious confluence is critical, Cephus. Find me another one before the day is out.” Because of the eternal heat of his primary dwelling place, where this fallen angel must spend the majority of his time in the company of dead non-believers, he has found it necessary to regenerate his countenance in a refrigerated environment while spending time “above” the Lake of Fire. “I have had that building since before my faithful Petrarch’s corruption had to give way to that tepid reawakening. I so long for another dark age! ” The age of forgetfulness was a fertile playground for nearly a millennium. He attempts to add a historical frame for his cause, into the soul of Cephus.

And Pentateuch has a singular way of summoning his subjects, lacking the omnipotence of the Divine One. It is definitely off-worldly and without a physics elucidation, and can be directed at a single person; hearing things that are inaudible to everyone else.

Daniels/Spencer/Cephus has that exclusive receptor and though it startles him every time, he generally responds, in accordance to his nefarious duties. Considering the recent setbacks suffered by his current manic manager, James/Daniels has been removed from his “Spencer/Cephus” cloak by the home office, in a preemptive attempt to save him from harm. They cannot remove any telepathic traces that remain, but he can jettison three of his five names, “The Rogue” expiring along with his Vatican and Hades tags.

The Dark Deceptor is calling, but no one is home. Daniels girds himself, while aftershocks are being felt around the world, even in places without continental faults; Geiger Counters chatter in the wake of a big planetary belch.

Possessive to the core and persistent to a (with) fault, Pentateuch reaches out to his new favorite mischief-maker Langston Cannon. Considered a charlatan and a madman by his critics, this inspired individual has begun to express himself in print. He has left his mark in the genre named Science Fiction, but that is fiction is the purest sense. He wants to be recognized as a pioneer in real science and in his book Dianetics: The Modern Science of Mental Health he steps into the burgeoning field of “self help” literature.

The Church Of Spiritual Engineering that Pentateuch has suggested and the Scientology vision of L. Dick Cannon both remove Christianity from the equation, which is an ideal platform for agnostic perpetuation.

Individuals with demagogic-al tendencies are especially susceptible to suggestion and Pentateuch is well aware of this man’s aspirations and the need for publicity. Without proper publicity, idealistic materials can die on the vine. One useful tool that is ready to be availed, in the toolbox of trouble, is Hollywood. They need a popular medium to offset all the negative pushback from medical professionals. If they can recruit and educate a movie star to publicly endorse Cannon’s imaginary “engrams” or the “auditing” that cures people of all negative experiences, they can gain a lasting foothold in society.

The Dark Deceptor has appeared to Cannon before, using his most clever human recruitment guise, the appearance of the corporate executive D. Joseph.

“I have arranged for your book to be placed in the view of several actors in Hollywood and one in particular, Orson Wells. He seems to be curious about your theories.”

“Oh yes, Macbeth is masterful, a delicious cross between Wuthering Heights and Frankenstein, love his work. I saw his Dr. Faustus in New York back in ’37 I believe. The ol’ devil would be proud!”

‘Foolish blind stupid human,’ inaudible mutterings.

“He had a difficult childhood, an alcoholic father and mother who died when he was only a boy.”

“That is a perfect candidate for an auditing. He can be rid of all that negativity and I will lead him to see the light.”

“Excellent. I will be monitoring your progress.”

Neither would Cannon understand why he needs to be watched or what role Winters might play in his church.

“Do you have a telephone where you can be reached?”

“I will find you,” unwise, sightless, and dense.

“I have  chosen to give Satan a platform to push a fictional agenda. But what God does (in this book) with a few short sentences, Pentateuch takes pages + he requires the help of Earthly minions, instead of Angels.”

Gwenny

Philosophies

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Fulton J. Sheen

“Never forget that there are only two philosophies to rule your life: the one of the cross, which starts with the fast and ends with the feast. The other of Satan, which starts with the feast and ends with the headache.”    

―    Fulton J. Sheen,    Seven Words of Jesus and Mary: Lessons from Cana and Calvary

Philosophies