TheUsefulIdiot#1(FTDParish)

This is the last material Parish sent me before we gave him access to post on his own. I notice he's started, thanks for that, so I thought I'd go ahead and post this to clear my outbox and leave the rest to him.

One piece of info I'd like to pass on is that a useful idiot for our purposes here is someone being used by the CIA for their purposes w/out that person knowing they're being used. So, there's that for what it's worth.

So, it's my understanding that this is just a testing of the water. A drop in the proverbial bucket. A teaser of what's to come. I'm interested to see what comes of this myself. So here we go.....


"The Useful Idiot" #1


It was a dark night. No moon, but stars sparkled in the firmament. Saul laid on the rocky ground, his head on a bundle of utilitarian cloth. He deserved better. He was a representative of the empire. Yet here he lay, no tent to cover him, only a blanket or two between the ground...the elements and himself. If they would've just given him more time to prepare for this journey. They were the empire, they understood logistics. Logistics is what made it possible to manage an empire this size, with so many different cultures absorbed. So many different peoples.

His thoughts travelled to the people he followed. This ragtag band of criminals. Beggars. All lazy. All having left their former lives and incomes behind. Followers of the dead stone mason turned rabbi and rebel Yehoshua ben Yosef. Now, with him dead, crucified on Golgotha, they continued his ministry. There was already infighting and backstabbing among them. Scrambling to fill the power void left after Yehoshua's public humiliation and death. His brother, His wife, Peter, the others, all fighting, but all still ministering and spreading the seed.

Saul's eyes were fluttering with the onset of sleep. It had been a long and dusty day....weren't they all? And Saul needed to get to sleep so he could get an early start after the prey, he knew they would be moving early, in a hurry to get to Damascus to disseminate their retoric of the Jews Messiah. Saul, being what he was, was not a well-liked man, but he slept soundly at night with the arrogance and ignorance of being on the side of the powerful and therefore always right.

Saul's eyes, half open, discerned a subtle change in the starlight. A soft, vague light gave way to a brighter and harsher glare and still it came until an unbelievably white hot light filled the sky above his small camp. The heat setting his belongings to smoldering. He sheilded his eyes from the angel's brilliace as it slowly descended, wings outspread. Incredibly far off, Saul heard his two donkey's screaming as they ran into the night....away from the light.

Saul wept, for he knew his mistakes....his sins and begged God and his heavenly host for forgiveness. Saul repented his sins, accepted Yehoshua as his salvation and as the prophesied Messiah of the Jews. The angel told him he would continue on to Damascus and be baptised in the fashion of the Messiah's cousin, who's head was lost to the whims of a girl. The angel told him he would be known thence forth as Paul.

And then Saul slept.

Lucifer, "The Light Bringer" watched the sleeping Saul. He couldn't let an unforseen accident befall Christianity's newest minister now. This would take millenia, but the payoff was worth it, the whole of all human souls, past, present and future, the game pieces and prize in Lucifer's fued with he whom the Jews call Yahweh.