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Six Sentence Story: All X’s No O’s

Jeff asked the gent who greeted him, Is this heaven or the other place? The gent searched for Jeff in the quantum computer and up popped a document giving full details of Jeff’s judgment.

So which is it?

Jeff was prepared to argue that he had been as good as the next guy ever could have been to foil any attempt to send him to that other place. After reading the details of the judgment the gent turned to Jeff with a welcoming smile.

It says right here that you have been assigned a room in a decent-enough-for-you mansion to be shared with all your exes and their exes and their exes’ exes and those exes’ exes’ exes and so on, so you tell me where you are.

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Denise offers the word “foil” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

Six Sentence Story: Blessed Are the Pure in Heart

During the homily Father Thomas said that if you want to see God make sure you have a pure heart. William, a freshman in high school, didn’t like it when Aunt Cecelia poked him from the pew behind them when it looked like he wasn’t paying attention, which he often wasn’t, as she did just then.

After Mass as Father Thomas stood at the entrance of the church ready to shake hands and chat with anyone who was not trying to rush out unnoticed William stopped to ask, Father Thomas, can we see God if we look at someone whose heart is pure? Father Thomas thought and then answered, Those pure in heart may be the main way that God lets those with impure hearts get a peek at what they’re missing.

Outside William’s parents – surprised by their son’s sudden interest in such matters – and Aunt Cecelia – who realized her nephew was getting a little too old to poke – felt it best not to say anything further.

Years later recalling Father Thomas after admitting decades of mistakes, William got the peek at what he was missing that he had been promised when he finally opened his eyes.

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Denise offers the prompt word “rush” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

I am grateful to Greg Doles for posting this song along with many other songs by The Porter’s Gate on his blog, Chasing Light.

Six Sentence Story: Jeremy’s Demon Infestation Problem

When Jeremy entered his home the demons scrambled. They looked like those fat cockroaches that ran about when he turned on the light. He stepped on some squishing them nicely, but the more he squished the more they kept coming.

He’d admit that when they first arrived they looked cute and he enjoyed playing with them, but he never thought they would overrun the place like a huge forest fire starting from a careless camp site.

What was poor Jeremy to do?

After fits of indecision because those critters still looked so cute, he finally realized that if he didn’t clean house from top to bottom inside and out they would completely take over.

Denise offers the prompt word “fire” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

Poetry Slam at the SSC&B: The Hallway

Go down three granite steps and you will find
the Gatekeeper who’ll surely let you in.
Once you’re inside your stories may begin
to tell themselves and leave you far behind.

The others will have stories they’ll unwind
and you may test how true those tall tales spin.
Though some may even leave a tear or grin
they all will open doors inside your mind.

There is a hallway, too, that’s deep and dark,
and should you choose to wander that odd way
it only asks that you respect its night.
With every word you speak there goes a spark
but many sparks lead many folk astray
and all those led astray will need true light.

Denise offers the prompt word “word” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories and Poetry Slam.

Poetry Slam at the SSC&B: Words

The words today I wish I never said
are words that haunt, but may we let them go.
Now in their place my mouth will say instead
the words my heart would want your mind to know.

There’s more to all of this than shocks the eye
with silliness, indifference or disdain.
And that is why once more I’ll only try
to speak from Truth, from falseness to refrain.

You likely wonder what those words could be
that I prefer now never more to say.
I’m glad to say they’ll stay a mystery,
since now we are back on the sacred way.

Denise has announced that August 27th is the Six Sentence Cafe & Bistro Poetry Slam and the prompt word is “word”.

Six Sentence Story: How Things Got Complicated

Joe was Beth’s backup plan when she spent the weekend with Mark not knowing that she was Mark’s backup plan, because Jane, Mark’s plan, had more backup plans than her scheduling software could consistently manage.

Eventually Joe found out about Mark and Beth found out about Jane.

Then Joe replaced Beth with Kate and Mark, unsure what to do, figured he better get rid of Beth to avoid conflict with Joe which all happened about the time Jane decided to get rid of him anyway, because – well – because everyone was all of a sudden becoming too miserable for her to live with.

And then things got worse, like an out-of-control forest fire, even for Jane whose remaining backup plans found out they were backups when she could no longer keep their names straight. And then it got so bad that six sentences were not enough to do it justice.

And that’s how things got complicated.

Denise offers the prompt word “fire” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

Paul also wrote in Romans 10:9 KJV, “That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.”

Six Sentence Story: The Quiet Hours

After I stood to say goodbye to Lou and the tall, thin man walked him to the door, I sat down to finish my coffee noticing that the quiet hours were beginning when the Gatekeeper would play music outside the Six Sentence Cafe & Bistro. Thinking of that new dancer, Holli Spirit, at Lou’s club got me wondering if I could work her into the storyline somehow until I heard a snort come from the voice.

“Weren’t you the one running my mouth like it was on fire when I was talking to Lou?” I asked him.

You didn’t shut me up, did you?

“I almost did.”

I know, but what counts is you didn’t.

Denise offers the prompt word “fire” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

With thanks to the Gatekeeper for recommending this album in a comment last week.

Six Sentence Story: From Death To Life

When Aurelia returned to the Six Sentence Cafe & Bistro she joined the red-headed writer at a booth and then they wandered to wherever with the Bartender. With the men and women at separate locations the men could have a serious conversation (and perhaps even the women as well, but I can’t imagine what they might be talking about even though I could hear them doing a lot of it).

On the male side of the room Lou and I, thanks to prodding by the tall, thin man, were fast becoming good friends with Lou even inviting us to go with him to his Bottom of the Sea Strip Club and Lounge, but I told Lou that I’d rather read a paper on what amino acids and nucleobases were found on the asteroid Bennu than go to a strip club. To elaborate – although I don’t think it helped – I said, Long ago when I was young and stupid I found myself lying on the floor while a woman having only words at her disposal frantically commanded life back into my motionless body and a voice advised me not to try to regain control, but merely trust that I would according to her words even though I witlessly ingested the drugs she wishes now she never brought.

How long has that voice been watching over you? Lou asked.

Now that that incident slipped back into my memory it must have been – forever.

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Denise offers the prompt word “slip” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

With thanks to Greg Doles for linking this song in one of his playlists on Chasing Light.
With thanks to my friend, Samuel Manga, for turning his prayer into this song. “Tu me restaures jour après jour.”

Six Sentence Story: Cake and Coffee

When we were back in Room 215 of the Six Sentence Cafe & Bistro and I heard Moxie tell the red-headed writer that she couldn’t go into the cafe, I asked the voice if he had to stay here as well. Having gotten more acquainted with him I was glad to hear that he could go with me wherever I wanted to go and for as long as I wanted him to accompany me. So, we went to the cafe where we saw the tall, thin man entertaining Lou and Aurelia eating cake with coffee.

Since Aurelia said that the cake was very tasty we ordered some and went to sit at an inconspicuous table in the back. However, from Lou’s direction I sensed a cloud of demonic darkness zero in on my face to tell me, We’re going to send flowers of condolence to your next of kin after we’re done with you.

Realizing that I had only one sentence left with which to defend myself and I still hadn’t used the prompt word “pinch” I was surprised that the cloud suddenly backed away shaking in terror when it heard the voice by my side say, YOU again?

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Denise offers the prompt word “pinch” for this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

Six Sentence Story: Rain, Rain Go Away

Just after we got to the roof of the Six Sentence Cafe & Bistro, delayed because the voice had to catch his breath, I saw the tall, thin man high tail it down the stairs because of some talk about thunder. The voice told me I had three options: 1) get wet, 2) run for cover or 3) tell the storm to skip this particular roof while every thing else gets soaking wet. I chose option 3.

While enjoying the storm I asked the voice if he had any other words of wisdom he figured I ought to know. He said, If you’d abide, you’d rejoice, your load would lighten and you’d finally get something worthwhile done.

After the storm popped the heat wave like a balloon and we were walking down the stairs, I observed that we didn’t get wet at all out there on the roof and the voice said, You did choose option 3, remember?

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Denise offers the prompt word “balloon” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

For those trying to figure out what’s going on here pay attention to this verse in the song: “My love is stronger than the universe.” It may not help, but it is a nice verse.