And What Did You Do in Life?
By
Michael Casey
I’ve
just been looking at the newspapers on the Internet this Sunday
morning, and it makes for some very sober reading. Apart from Pippa’s
wedding, they all had a great time, so good luck to them all. However
parallels from History scream out. Harry is dating a divorcee while
North Korea is playing with its toys, and Russia is quietly and not so
quietly stirring the pot and punching above its weight. Trump has signed
a 110,000,000,000 dollar arms deal. A casual remembrance of History
will remind you of WWI and WWII.
People
are starving and we, as in us Humans are playing with toys that could
destroy or pollute the world. So it reminds me of a piece I wrote
recently called Redemption, where aliens minding their own business
decide to intervene to save us. The line from that story is, and how did
you know Jesus, dad. I helped him carry his cross to Calvary the alien
replied to his son. I also wrote a piece in July 2009 called Nobel and
Me. Nobel as you know read his own obituary, and then changed, Nobel by
the way invented dynamite.
Back
in 2009 I was leaving Pinsent Masons, and indirectly it gave me time
for writing, though all I wanted at the time was a new job. Arthritis
and Unplanned Quadruple Heart bypass, as well as CkD, kidney problems
were not even thought of.
So
with this in mind I was thinking how would the powers that be fare as
they had their Exit Interview, exit from this life into the next.
So
what did you do in Life? I was a Politician. Next. Give me a chance to
speak. You had enough time already. Give him a job cleaning the chewing
gum off the pavements. I don’t like the look of him, make that 10,000
years of chewing gum cleaning. But that’s not fair. Are you going to
argue with Me?
And
what did you do in Life? Silence. You refuse to confess? SCREAMING. I
WAS THE LEADER. On your knees, on your belly like a worm. Now whisper to
me, just exactly what did you do in Life. I was a leader. No, you were a
Butcher, while the people lacked a Baker, and you led them to the
Undertaker. I was a leader hissed the Snake. This one is for you Saint
Patrick, get him out of my sight. A zillion years at least crawling like
a worm in the dirt.
And
what did you do in Life? I did nothing, I was afraid to do anything, I
hoped it would all go away if I did nothing. I was the head of the UN.
Reincarnation for you. But I thought this was the Final Judgement? God
loved that film Groundhog Day, so UN, you get a zillion chances to see
if you can finally get it right. And a zillion more chances until you
do.
And
what did you do in Life? I was a thief, a liar and a fraud, I stole and
I cheated on my wife and my girlfriend simultaneously. I had a heart
attack while cheating with my lover. Are you Casanova? No I just wished I
was. Why should you be allowed in? I should not. I deserve nothing but
pain, and Hell’s fire. Casanova was hugged and embraced like a long lost
brother, like the Prodigal Son himself. There is more rejoicing in
Heaven for a repentant sinner than for many many good men after all.
And
what of you? I destroyed the world in fire storm of Nuclear War. I had
to, my country was under attack, so I had to. My beautiful Earth, my
Eden floating in space destroyed by you. What is your name? What is
your name? We are many, we are ignorance, we are war, we are Leaders
without a soul. We are arrogant, we do not care, we kiss babies that are
our bastards, we are Leaders of a planet dying and burning in the
wreckage of Nuclear war.
God
has they last Word , just as he had the first. This is a dream, a
warning to you all. Love God Love him a Lot, and never hide behind the
fences of faith and ignorance. This really is your last chance. Time has
been rewound so you get a chance to save my Eden, I created Time so I
can rewind it, use it well, don’t Love Money so much that Evil is
allowed to flourish, burn down bridges that promote Money not Love.
Michael
Casey what are you doing hiding there? I was afraid, I did not know
what to say in answer to your question. And what did you do in Life? And
what did you do Michael? I broke my parents heart while they were
alive. And now its too late. Look can you see through the clouds. Hold
my hand Michael, can you see your mother pouring the tea for everybody.
And your dad too.
They
were so proud and still are, my son is a storyteller just as I told him
stories when I was alive, can you hear your dad boasting to everybody.
I
can hear my dad, but I’m so weak now, all buggered up as my dad might
say, with arthritis pain and surgery pain and so on. Yes, but from this
well of weakness stories surge and pour out onto the page. Yes, but
nobody knows me. Do you want fame? No, just a nice house and something
to leave for my daughters. I could do with less pain though, but I’ll
accept the pain for a long life.
Are
you haggling with God, the Almighty? No but my friend Padre Pio said
always ask for the Big Grace. And its because of him I have a family in
the first place, its in Padre Pio and Me.
I am the Almighty I KNOW EVERYTHING ALREADY. Sorry, I just feel so helpless sometimes. But you keep your sense of humour.
I am the Almighty I KNOW EVERYTHING ALREADY. Sorry, I just feel so helpless sometimes. But you keep your sense of humour.
Well yes, eventually I might make some money for my daughters’ future.
I am nothing, my Future is dust.
That’s what they said about Jesus as he hung on the cross…
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