Existence Womb (7)

   
   "Existence Womb (7)"
     
   Like the autodidact Benji Franklin, Miriam devoured her local library, mentally and spiritually absorbing everything about Christ, metaphysical might, and the courage to overcome reptilian plight; moreover, she put her new cerebral tools into faithful practice, doing things religiously, not minding the invading super-gravity of Sleep Paralysis holding her down in bed while bizarre forms of molestation by the fallen angels were infiltrating her corporeal existence.  And with an altar crafted across from her unicorn-ornamented bed sheets, she placed stones of protection and healing; plus, hung a crucifix, adoring the Good Shepherd, knowing:  "Resist not evil."  For she realized, if her body became a temple for the Holy Spirit to reside; next, its rainbow-promising glow would absorb all the negativity.  One such stone she had was Chiastolite--a brown looking rock showcasing a black cross decorating with Earth's geological potency and positive power.  So, when pinned down and whispered upon by snake-like forms, she invoked the Saints, especially Jesus' Mother, and was able to pull herself up and have bodily movement.
   Furthermore, while still smoking, though the cigarettes were organic and prayer carriers, she guzzled green tea, not minding that it wasn't the calming craft of chamomile, for she wanted a high-voltage sense of energy; plus, desired its anti-inflammatory, anti-aging, and anti-cancerous properties; nevertheless, she was still being harassed, and her mother's neurological condition still seemed to be making the lady more crackers by the minute.  But Miriam knew, the technological wizardry of today does not contain ALL the answers and that she needed to reconnect with the wisdom of her ancient ancestors.  Still, she took her Anti-Psychotics, even knowing that sublimity lurks in science, and that there was a bit of scientific-like exorcism involved.
   The high school wasn't overjoyed at her absence, but a note from Dr. Luke got her free from the local swine enforcing unjust laws on the ill and mentally disabled.  She was allowed to study and learn what she wanted, turning her back on the regurgitated nonsense of American Education, but she strayed from thinking too much about the politics of it all--the hatred of certain religions, the xenophobia--that which fueled and gave more strength to the true enemy--the demonology of it all that lived and thrived off of terror.  And yet politics still flowered here and there upon the fields of her mind, like why Saudi Arabia, Dubai, and all the wealthy Islamic regions were never targeted by our supposed honest government.  As if deals had been made, a brotherhood of evil born, and the free radicals of ISIL not having an army, navy, or country to bomb, in truth.  But she would not let the bullshit crowd her among the others, nor ever become the sex-crazed American teenager downloading porn and perversity for personal elation that further blinds people save the steeled monks and ascetics heavenbent on inheriting the Truth of the One Almighty.  Yet his children continue to be manipulated--the brotherhood of man full of hate for their own family when a larger problem exists within the intangible realm of it all.