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Will you be set free?
Topic Started: Nov 7 2016, 07:53 PM (29 Views)
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For the tenth time in the last five minutes you slide the fully loaded clip out of the grip of the gun in your hand. Gently you slide the first bullet forward and then back into place before pushing the clip back into place.

The power of the weapon is immeasurable, the ability to control who lives or who dies.

You feel like GOD.


”My children.”

My voice does not disturb you, it almost does not even register as you once more point the gun at your reflection, our reflection, then to the picture to the side of the dresser. A happy couple, a beautiful woman and a handsome man, smiling, holding each other. A life you hardly remember.

”You surround yourselves with sin.”

“Pride.”

“Covetousness.”

“Lust.”

“Anger.”

“Gluttony.”

“Envy.”

“And slot.”

“You bath in these sins.”

“You gloat about these sins.”

“You praise these sins.”

“My children, you live for these sins.”


You lower the gun as you reach out for the framed picture, a tear welling up in your eye as you think back on all the happy memories. The apartment you had together, your first child then eventually the second, the time you went sledding and flipped the tub into a snow bank, you almost smiled but then the dark memories take center stage again.

”It breaks my heart.”

“Seeing you compromise your souls for momentary gains.”

“Only ever looking inward.”

“Thinking of yourselves.”

“While the world around you burns.”

“Stuffing your faces.”

“Compiling your money.”

“Fornicating with anyone and everyone willing.”

“Putting your own selfish needs before GOD.”


The arguments, the abuse both verbal and physical, the infidelity. The way you were made to feel like less than nothing while the children cried in the corner. The man you had devoted everything to became a living nightmare, a torturous and violent man only concerned with making himself feel better, superior.

”I see you, my son.”

“My Landon Dalmon.”

“The way you waste your life away.”

“Living care free drowning in sin.”

“You care not for your fellow man.”

“You care not for GOD.”

“In your twisted young mind you are GOD.”

“Untouchable.”

“Infallible.”

“You believe the world should worship the ground you walk on.”

“But you fail to see the truth in your lies.”

“You fail to acknowledge the disparity in your life.”

“WHEN your life ends what will it have amounted to?”

“What will Landon Dalmon leave behind?”

“Money?”

“Possessions?”

“Women?”

“All trivial accomplishments.”

“Meaningless trinkets.”

“Your life as it stands is literally worth less than dirt.”


You hear him in the other room with his bed fellow, not even respecting you enough to hide his indiscretion from you. Once more you look to our reflection, the pale face, the black eyes a sense of calm washes over you.

”I know my words fall on deaf ears this week.”

“Like so many others of this generation.”

“You are not worried about eternity.”

“Heaven?”

“Hell?”

“Meaningless concepts depicted in popular fiction while you live life in sin.”

“But I will open your eyes, my son.”

“I will show you what it is to really live.”

“I will show you how short life is.”

“How precious it is.”

“By shortening yours.”


You have lived in sin for too long, allowing the debauchery to continue, now you will take back control of your life, now you will be set free.

”Nothing is to be taken for granted.”

“Nothing is to be expected.”

“Life is to be lived.”

“Experienced.”

“Life is about love.”

“I will love you, my son.”

“And you will learn to love more than yourself.”

“Through festering wounds.”

“And broken bones.”

“You will love me.”


Without truly realizing your movements you stand in the bedroom now, the lovers screaming and begging as you raise the gun up and point it at their naked bodies. A warmth washes over you, my love washes over you, it is time to set yourself free.

”Will you be saved?”

Without hesitation you raise the gun to your temple and pull the trigger.

Now you are free.

Now you are with me.

Where you belong.


”Will you be set free?”
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