Charles Chaim Wax - In the Greatest Possible Danger

Charles Chaim Wax - In the Greatest Possible Danger

“What’s up? ” I asked Joe Muldoon br his face gaunt, eyes bulging br as he stepped into Meng’s Restaurant at 4: 38 in the morning. br “I want to know what God thinks br cause an infinite mind thinks infinite thoughts.” br I nodded my head to calm him br as the lad seemed overzealous, br “And then there’s the question of the eternal soul br hadda exist from the beginning br but what about the Big Bang, br and before that, WHAT? br Anyway, even as we speak, br Is He thinking about you, me, giraffes, br a guy in Mexico? all at the same time br and you gotta multiply that br by the total existing earthly creatures, br like twenty-eight trillion.” br By now his fingers were wiggling wildly, br as spittle oozed from his lips, down his chin, br then hung there, suspended in the collapse. br “So back to souls. br when the Bible was written there was br a fraction of people that now exist, br but if the soul is eternal br where was the souls of the current six billion? ” br Louis Chivvis now suddenly awake br the wine having evaporated from his cells said: br “Waiting in the land of silence.” br Muldoon said, “The mind of God shall never be grasped br through hallucination.” br “I got a body that don’t know if it’s there, ” said Chivvis br searching every pocket br finally finding a half pint of Dewer’s br which he miraculously downed br in one long gulp, then paused to breath br at last continuing, “I prayed for eighteen years br fourteen inside the nuthouse and fourteen outside br of course I was young…Save me.” br Again the desperate search br checking even his shoes br ending with that final moan, “Please.


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