The Wrath of Jeremy
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The great serpent passed through Jeremy’s legs. It dived into the Lake and was no longer seen; yet the echoes of Gabriel, Michael and David were still heard.
“You may now open your eyes, it has passed,” explained God. Jeremy opened his eyes and Sam pulled his spike-filled hand down slowly from off her face they both then heard the sound of angels’ voices.
“What’s that noise?” Sam asked, seeing God smiling toward her.
“That is the sound of my angels,” replied God, turning around and allowing Jeremy and Sam to face his back.
“God, what happens now?” Jeremy asked.
“I shall call to my followers, my son, and the Holy Spirit and ask them for forgiveness on my judgment toward a new Devil. After I do so—” God replied, stopping in the middle of his sentence and perceiving a bright light forming over the burning Lake. A cloud of lightning appeared over the Lake and God walked past Jeremy and Sam, heading straight toward the cloud.
“My creator, my God, has showed me great honor as he has made the greatest decision of all. I forgive you, yet you have no sins,” the lightning cloud admitted.
And as God conversed with the skies, Jeremy grabbed onto Sam’s hand and kissed her tenderly, crying out, “Well, Sam, it’s over, we better leave now.”
God turned away from the lightning cloud and saw Jeremy and Sam heading deeper into the fiery lake, and asked, “Where are you going?”
“I have sinned, God, I’m going to where sinners belong,” Jeremy wept.
They continued to walk into the fire and God paused for a moment of thought. “Even sinners can be forgiven. Even the darkest sinner can be forgiven,” said God with a smile. Jeremy turned around to face God’s watery eyes. “And even you, Lucifer, someday can truly be forgiven. I see that now. But for now, at least, you have proven to me that the evil inside of you no longer wants to live in you.” He paused again. “It no longer desires you.”
“Father? Father, you, you have forgiven me?” Jeremy questioned in a quivering voice.
God reached out his right hand. “Lucifer, come, perhaps your seat, for the time being, will be waiting for you on the left-hand side of mine. But for now, come!” God’s tears and Jeremy’s weeping met and Jeremy walked slowly toward him in happiness. The angels’ voices got louder and Jeremy grew closer to him. Suddenly, right before he was ready to hug his father, his creator, he stopped and turned around to face Sam.
“What about Sam?” he questioned, seeing Sam exiting the water and standing by the shoreline.
“She has to stay here and teach the souls about this day. She will see us very soon, I promise you that, for she is now considered a saint, just as you, one day, maybe, will be,” answered God. “The Unbounded Testament is now finished, and a new one has begun! Maybe I will give my soul back to this land!”
Jeremy walked over to Sam and grabbed onto her shaky hands, hugging her while she cried on his shoulders. “You know, I knew there was a reason for me being in this situation of yours,” she stated with a smile; her tears fell onto Jeremy’s shoulder. “I’m so happy we found each other again.”
“I promise you, you will see me again very soon, Sam.” Jeremy stopped hugging her and looked at her tear-filled eyes.
“Yeah, just don’t defy me now,” she joked. Jeremy smiled. “Merry Christmas, and happy birthday,” she added before Jeremy kissed her on the soft lips.
Jeremy walked toward God and reached out his hands toward him. The angels’ voices of beauty grew thunderous and they hugged for the first time in a long time. Suddenly, through their hug and their tears, grew light that shined through their bodies. A sinister red light exited Jeremy and entered the blazing lake, depicting his evil leaving him, and Jeremy’s beastly body turned back into his beautiful self again. Through the lake, a single box, wooden, with an opened lid, shot out from it, and fell to the ground, sucking in the evil red light. And when the lights of red ended, the box closed, with a lock that held a key in its keyhole. Sam ran toward the box, turned the key to lock the box, and held the key in her hand.
Meanwhile, through their hug, the light of blue and yellow stretched to the ground and it started going over it. Everything that the light passed over grew bright: green grass, trees galore, and fields of crops that stretched for eternity. Sam looked in awe, seeing the new earth birthing right in front of her. She watched as palm trees grew out of the black soil, and she gazed as the black ground morphed into green meadows. Clouds on top of clouds formed in the skies that were once bruised, and Jeremy and God slowly levitated from off the earth, still in their tight embrace. Wings formed out of God’s back, and he and Jeremy slowly flew up to the sky of bright orange, as the newly fresh sunrise covered the land. Suddenly, Sam saw them shoot through the skies, forming a rainbow that stretched across it. She turned to the lake and watched the fire vanish into clear, blue water. Looking more closely at the water, Sam saw fish of all kinds swimming in it and then noticed the reflection of the rainbow. “I guess that’s a promise,” she said.
She looked across the lake and saw the five hundred souls looking back at her. “Merry Christmas, Jesus, and happy birthday.” Sam looked away from the people and up toward the sky with a tear dropping from her right eye; a tear that meant happiness, a tear that finally meant joy. “Lucifer is a saint now, or else, maybe one day will be. I hope this isn’t a dream, and if it is, thank you, God for giving me it!” She looked at the rainbow in the sky and her tears fell to the dark green grass below, breathing in the freshly birthed grass, and yelling out with a taste of prosperity to her smile: “Amen…!”
But then, as she held onto the key tightly and gaped at the single box that held an evil power to it, believing that it was the end and a new beginning to a life that was meant to be, she felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around. There was Jeremy standing behind her. “What happened?” Sam asked while hugging him, being concerned with his presence; she thought something was wrong.
“Well, my love, it is only fair to heal what I have sickened. Sam, when we got to the gates, Father opened them for me, and right before I was ready to walk in, seeing everyone whom I loved, I stopped and decided that my punishment is not over. It was a test from God, he wanted to see if my love was real. That’s when he told me to come back and be with you, helping to shape this world and guard it from evil.
“Together?”
“Yes, forever, until it’s time for us to go. By tomorrow, God shall return the sinners from Hell, and the good from Heaven that have already been judged, and bring them to the earth, making it like it was before. He said he shall return them without any memory of this wrath, without any memory of us.”
“Why?”
“Because, all the evil that I have done to wound this world, I must work hard to make right, to prove to him that I am willing to heal the wounds I’ve created. But with my last wish to him, he shall keep Mary in Heaven, for she has much work to do starting tomorrow when all is returned. He’s making her a guardian angel.”
They hugged, kissed, gently caressing each other while she still held onto the key. “What about the box?” she asked, pulling away from his kiss for a moment.
“It holds my old powers. God granted me with a little bit of his power to use to heal this land from my past destruction, but as for the box, we must make sure that it’s never opened. The two of us together, it shall forever stay closed.” They continued to kiss, and embraced each other while the rainbow in the sky frolicked in over the clouds.
“Will it, Jeremy?”
Jeremy gazed toward the box, and then back into her eyes. He knew the adventure wasn’t over just yet, feeling the eyes of the sky, and the breath of the future. Jeremy realized that this was only the beginning, the first moment of the rest of his life. He searched for the right words to say, yearning to hold truth in them, as they both stared at the innocent-looking box that sat silently on the ground. He turned to her, smiled and laid a kiss on her forehead. “Through Heaven or Hell, Sam, now I know that love
heals everything. Only time will whisper the answer. But till tomorrow, the world is ours….”
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
Everyone possesses sin in their hearts and souls, for they also tightly embrace good within them, making up one complete whole. They call us human because of that, and when we decide which one to take on, we decide our own path. God will forgive the sinners, who are contrite, but they have to show clemency completely, they have to prove it with all of their might. This life we live shows all sorts of sinners and saviors, but it is up to each individual: each individual shall be his or her own savior. This life that we live shows a lot of pain on its path, but one day the wounds shall cease, and that day will be of the wrath.
Scientists try to prove what life means by giving hypotheses for its past, but sometimes the true answer is the last. The last word of God on Judgment Day will answer our questions, for he will decide whether to answer us, he will decide through our sins and vengeance.
Many people have their own meaning of life as they live it and go on: for some it’s happiness, for others it is mainly getting a chance every day to see the morning sun. We are all equal in the eyes of God, for he created us out of his own face; every religion is equal, and even every race. Lucifer showed us that God could possibly forgive him and make this great decision, but it’s sad to say this story is only fiction. Michael, David and Gabriel thought they had God right where they wanted him, but God asked them questions, and through their replies he saw their sins. This story is just a small part of everyday wonders about religion, but, like it says before, it is only fiction.
Everyone has a piece of Lucifer and God within them, for Lucifer hides in the bottom of our souls: he hides and allows us to create sin. It is up to us to stop Lucifer from ever showing his evil acts through our souls, it is up to us to keep Lucifer hidden away and keep his gates closed. In the end, God shall weigh our sins and our acts, for if our sins weigh too much, we shall not exactly enjoy his wrath. Through it all, people will finally learn their own meaning of life, for it is very simple: it is just plain out “life”.
Life is the meaning of life. Though it may sound confusing, if you think about it hard, you’ll understand it and then it will seem amusing. Amusing because the answer was so simple but so unrealized, amusing because it is an answer that is civilized. After you close this book you should look up at the skies, for maybe you will see a rainbow and maybe the answer for the meaning of life will come alive.
No one believed the story that Jeremy, Michael, David and Gabriel mainly told; no one believed it because they were too bold. Bold because they felt it was ridiculous to have such a story being told to their ears, for when the wrath came, they finally believed their story through their terrified tears.
So every time you hear someone say something unbelievable, don’t judge him or her right away and call their story inconceivable. Don’t judge a book by its cover or an animal by its fur, don’t judge a person by his or her sins and call them “Lucifer”. God is the only one who does the judging on all, but because he created us out of his own image, we have a little piece of the judging within us all. One day we shall all see our own God’s image and we shall not feel fear, but if you want to see him now, just turn to the mirror….
---The End---
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Stephen Andrew Salamon was raised in Chicago. He started writing at 12, finished his first 100-page story at 14, wrote his first epic novel at 17, and was published by 21. He graduated from Columbia College, studying fiction writing and screenwriting.
He enjoys challenging sentence structure, word placement and metaphors, believing that certain placement of words can invoke emotions that he truly wants the reader to feel.
He truly strives for unique plot lines, honoring stories that were never told before and entering that world to discover the true answer to a protagonist’s problem, with many layers of events to aid in unfolding the true theme.
“When a writer’s subconscious is opened fully, anything can happen!”
Other Works
Sugar Valley (Hollywood’s Darkest Secret)
Mask of A Legend
Weeds Of The Oak Tree