Thomas; Yes I have hedged.The devil knows all about the heat suits, and now lines them with fiberglass, so you itch unbearably until you finally rip it off, and he has got you. I have been on the souls exchange and have bought some saint calls bracketing my forward expectation of longevity, thus allowing for certain entry to the higher zones. A sudden termination would leave me naked to my fate until the saint calls kicked in, so I watch my step carefully, no sense putting up with 50 years of hot tongs and pincers. Saint calls come dear. They require the immortal souls of 16 innocents, or 2 angels must fall. Fortuneately the US Congress provides many easily buyable innocents(just ask them) and most politicians would shoot down an angel for a few bucks., but if money cannot buy happiness and place above, what good is it.
Years ago I read a novel about a man who had found an ancient text, lost for millenia, and found a spell to call the devil. So he did it, all the diagrams, newts eyes, etc, and finally uttered the incantation, and the devil himself appeared, horns, the smell of sulphur, the whole nine yards of him.
They eyed each other, and the devil remarked that no-one had called him that way for many centuries, now they use the fax or telephone, and he much prefers them, as he does not like the transition through 'N' space as it makes his horns itch for days.
The man, sure of his power, commanded a task of the devil, and the devil refused, saying. " you are new at this, are you not??". "Whats it to you", the man snarled?, and the devil said." look down there at the vertex of the pentagram." The man looked, "so?" he said. The devil said " note the two vertices do not quite meet", "What does that mean?" said the man, starting to tremble. "It means I have got you" said the devil, "CRUNCH... BURP" |
