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A Second Helping

Copyright© 2020 by Yob

Chapter 4: Dear Life

“It’s alright, you’re alright, be calm, there’s nothing to fear.”

I mentally intoned this over and over, until Buzzy responded.

(All the following conversation is conducted by mental wifi via chips. Italics and bold is dispensed with.)

“Where am I?”

“You’re safe, in a safe place, with friends.”

“Are we friends?”

“Potentially. We are friendly and wish to be friends.”

“You hurt-ed me. Who are you, lord?”

“I am Gruncle. I will call you Buzzy. It was a necessary, and minimal pain, to enable you to talk with me. Are you in pain or uncomfortable now?”

“I am uncomfortable with the straps binding me.”

We are prompt to release Buzzy from the seat belts

“Better?”

“Much better, I’m grateful. (emotion not words)

Why am I brought here? How have I displeased the Mighty?”

“You were selected to be a messenger from us to your people.”

“That is the role I have been trained for, since I was small. What message shall I preach?”

“No more slaughter, Buzzy. Never again offer blood sacrifices.”

“What offerings are acceptable then?”

“Kindly thoughts. Offer us friendship. These we appreciate.”

“Will we receive blessings in return, Great Gruncle?”

“Thinking kindly thoughts and behaving kindly towards everyone, blesses you inside. You will be calmer, more content, and feel at peace.”

“Is that the message? All of it? It is a very simple commandment.”

“Don’t make a rule or law of being kind. It should be viewed as an aspiration, not a regulation. Feelings of guilt are unproductive.”

“Will there be frequent communications between us?”

“You are not alone in the universe.”

I intend this as an excuse for not hanging around long. We have other places to go and perhaps new peoples to see.

“Then we will offer prayers expressing our gratitude we are not alone.”

Not what I intend, but a cult religion unwittingly started by Mark, isn’t as easily erased as a stone altar can be obliterated. Never being very religious myself, I’m uncomfortable with the subject. It’s pretty obvious everything we observe appears designed. The universe had a beginning, science proved that. A probable creator is something I can accept.

“Direct your gratitude and prayers to the Creator, not us. We are only creatures too. Similar to you, but wiser in some things, and in someways different than you. Understand?”

 
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