mercoledì 27 aprile 2022

B D# B(8va) A# F#

It was this short and mysterious five note tune that summoned Cynical Jesus.


 He entered the church and walked past the church shop where business was raging (well, for a church).


He took a seat next to the other two entities who would make up The New Holy Trinity.

Angry Jesus sat on his left,


and Beautiful Jesus was on the other side of Angry Jesus.



"How does dad feel about us taking over?" asked Beautiful Jesus.
"He doesn't know yet." replied Angry Jesus.
"I thought he knew everything." quipped Cynical Jesus.
"Look, dad has long since lost interest in this little planet and The Holy Ghost is a bit past it. Hell, he even tried to change his name to The Holy Spirit. That's a bit weird! This planet needs a new leadership. I tried promoting The Blessed Curmudgeon for a while but he was just full of hot air." Angry Jesus explained. "Now it's up to us. Cynical Jesus, you will be my right hand Jesus and pretty boy will be our numero tre."
"Aren't I a lucky Jesus!" muttered Cynical Jesus. Then he whistled a five note melody. "B  D#  B(8va)  A#  F#."
"I like that tune." said Beautiful Jesus. "What's it from? A musical?"
"No, it comes from the spheres and it is already heard all around the world but people don't really listen to it. Soon, when they hear it, they will think of us. We'll soon control the morons. As they say in The Vatican, "La mamma degli imbecilli e` sempre incinta.""
"I like that." said Cynical Jesus.
"Oh, I think it's a bit cruel." said Beautiful Jesus. "Remember that we must love everyone."
"Jesus Christ!" blurted out Angry Jesus.
"Ditto." said Cynical Jesus.
Angry Jesus spoke to Beautiful Jesus. "Look pretty boy, we need to get rid of all this lovey dovey stuff and get back more towards fire and brimstone. That's why we need Cynical Jesus with us in The New Holy Trinity. Just remember that you're numero tre in this trinity."
"I love you Angry Jesus. I love you Cynical Jesus." said Beautiful Jesus.
Angry Jesus swore and Cynical Jesus just smirked. This was going to be an interesting team.  

Somewhere out in the world the spheres sounded a tune that went unnoticed by busy people.

"B  D#  B(8va)  A#  F#."




15 commenti:

THE CURMUDGEON ha detto...

Yep, it sounds like that team's in trouble already.

Richard (of RBB) ha detto...

Oh, ye of little faith!

THE CURMUDGEON ha detto...

"Oh, ye of little faith!"

Thank you.

Richard (of RBB) ha detto...

You're welcome.

Richard (of RBB) ha detto...

I feel that this post is building in popularity.

THE CURMUDGEON ha detto...

Who knows, Robert might come by and say "I read it"

Richard (of RBB) ha detto...

I'm just disappointed that no one recognised the tune.

THE CURMUDGEON ha detto...

Close Encounters of the Third Kind?

THE CURMUDGEON ha detto...

Jaws?

THE CURMUDGEON ha detto...

The Longest Day?

THE CURMUDGEON ha detto...

Ode To Joy

Unknown ha detto...

Close encounters of the third kind.

Oh yes, I read the post by the way. Of course I will not judge.

Richard (of RBB) ha detto...

Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong.


People who don't listen to what's around them.

THE CURMUDGEON ha detto...

Robert saying "I love you some one".

THE CURMUDGEON ha detto...

The problem for me is that I wouldn't know a 'B' note if it bit me on the arse.