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Purifier
I was soundly asleep as they entered my room, shocked me awake and spoke to me about such things
as the dirtiness of my soul and the filthy nature of my spirit. As if I weren’t already aware.
“And? So?” I said.
“We are here to cleanse them.” Right to the point.
I thought that their methods might involve some sort of alien-manufactured, wave-beam frequency that sent out
controlled vibrations of energy, sound and light to wash over a person and redeem them of all their sins in
a Great Purging of Forgiveness before sending them along on their merry little way once more.
I was quite wrong.
A terrible miscalculation on my part.
It actually just involved them pulling out a pistol (basic humanoid model) and putting one straight into my temple.
Splat.
Bummer, that.
Dead on the spot.
Then, in the next moment, Reborn.
Blessed are those whose humanity is stripped away through disgraceful acts of decadence by being raped,
humiliated, gutted, mutilated, abused or just shot in the brain. Because eventually all our souls make
it to the next plane. Whether sinner or saint.
A new level of reality is achieved. A plethora of new sensual pleasures become available.
A far more visceral experience than that spent on Earth. Less physical, to be sure.
The body is dead but the mind and memories remain from all the previous incarnations of the soul.
A soul which now inhabits an energy cocoon that feeds and recharges just as a body
would in order to survive. However, bodies eat meats, veggies and fruits to stay
healthy, but soul cocoons munch on black holes and gobble galaxies for nutritional content.
Then rest in deep space for eons at a time in suspended animation hibernation, meditating
on the voyage that has been undertaken.
This is the state I now occupy after getting plugged in the head.
I was a sinner.
They issued a judgment.
Entropy serves as my Purified Purgatory.
Scott Thomas Outlar
Email: Scott Thomas Outlar
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