Open your mouth. Open wide. Wider. A little more…there, that’s it! Now, here it comes.
Can you see me pawing the ground? Beat! Beat! Slap! Slap! Let me scoop out some more. What? What do you say now? Come again. Oh, you ask why my claws are digging the dirt so furiously?
Well, now that your soul is returned to the Source, and you now remain in your skeletal state, I get to now exorcise your blessing. You know, the one you manifested, but then rejected. You know, the gift that the Source handed to you, but your prejudice and pride pushed it out the way. You see, now I get to reverse God’s blessing that had been meant for YOU as well as curse your bloodline.
Enough! Here. Gargle some more dirt. Down the old hatch, my friend! I can’t hear you now. There, there. Let me pat down the extra dirt around the edges of your jawbone to make you look nice and even and ready for burying.
Interesting. Well, what do we have here? Look now at how that log of a worm crawls and curls around your left eye socket. It just snakes and slithers insidiously. Oh, but I did see that log in your eye coming from miles and miles away. You hear? Yes, that mote in your eye’s been glued there since before you were born. It’s part of your bloodline. I’ll just let it be. What a spectacle.
Let me lick now the edges of your jawbone so that I can taste your ashen thoughts. Let this karma now silence your spirit. So mote it be.
Black Cat Words 