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Journey of a Christian Soldier Part One

By Neil Cuppy

I was murdered last week.

Once I lost consciousness, beneath the fluffy white pillow, I felt my soul ascending but then suddenly it became suspended in mid-air for what seemed like several hours. I was still mildly aware of my physical body and that, despite its death, I could feel the senation of something being shoved deep into my colon.

The next thing I knew, I was in a room empty save for an ill-lit counter being manned by a heavy set fellow chewing on a cigar.

“Hi, Mike Howard,” he said, extending his hand. “1982”.

“What’s 1982?” I asked.

He chuckled. You’ll be hearing that from now on, particularly during introductions. That’s the year of my death.”

“Am I in heaven?” I asked.

Mike Howard grew flush and looked down at his feet.

“You’re still in transit. Have a seat over on that bench. The process takes a few weeks. We’ve been really backed up ever since 9/11.”

I sat on the bench. Mike Howard commenced reading a lurid paperback. The phone rang and he whispered a few words into it and hung up.

“I’ve been a good Christian,” I said. “I have worshipped our Lord and…”

“Shhhhhhssssshhhhh,” Mike Howard commanded. “God damn. Never EVER say a word of that shit from this day forward.”

“But I went to church…”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Mike Howard screamed. He looked at the paperback and looked at me. I had seen that look many times in life. I shut up.

After some time, Mike Howard put the lights out. “Another guy might be by tonight,” he said. “Just tell him to sit on the bench. I’ll see to him tomorrow.”

“OK”, I said.

Mike Howard made a phone call.

Phil, baby! Titty bar? Yeah. See you in 15.”

He hung up. He looked at the phone and looked at me. Then he put the phone down.

“Good night, Cuppy.”

“Good night, Mike Howard.”

  1. August 29, 2025 at 12:04 pm

    Thanks for opening up the utopia of Lankville again! I’ve missed it.

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