Part Three: The Wisdom of Z Versus This Twisted Mind of Mine.
How do I hate battling demons. I did my share and need to retire.
Dragon slaying is not part of my repertoire. But I keep finding them behind every corner, hidden in the deep crevasses of someone’s fears.
Waiting for the opportune moment to come alive.
GET OVER IT: is always shouted out by one miserable demon in defense of its master.
Shall I cut its throat or just play along?
Maybe a crucifix is in order?
Do demons rise out from a crucifixion?
What if it dies and gets resurrected?
A catastrophic situation is looming:
Demons becoming GODS, fuelling fears and feeding on anger.
Don’t we have enough of them?
An enraged watchdog protecting its existence defending its vessel.
A pitch is a pitch, foul or not I will swing my bat.
Stories within stories, my mind is ecstatic. It got a wake up call.