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   It was simple, and possibly--the simpler something is; next, the closer it is to God.  Conner's low-end torque turned Dwayne's Z-car to ash, metaphorically, in a 0-60 race.  It was over in 5 seconds.
   As Dwayne and his opulent and ostentatious status felt the truth of an impoverished girl like the Virgin Mary being remembered for every generation, as the physician Luke mentions in the Book, so did Dwayne realize--he would not be remembered by Zoe.
   So, Zoe and Conner went into the garage, joined Max, and in a backroom, they all watched the 1980's animation of Thundarr the Barbarian, where the strong man rode with Ookla, a Mok, kinda like Chewbacca, and an amiable pythoness dubbed Princess Ariel; plus, she was drawn very attractively. 
   It was a post-apocalyptic world, approximately around (3994 AD), and the threesome could not get enough of the animated power, watching a trinity of episodes.  There is allegory in most everything, and most of the time--it's magnanimous.  Let us hope this continues.  

Karate Kid - Wax on Wax off

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   Zoe's true-love hunger to encompass Conner's heart led her to fight for her man, telling Dwayne and his fancy attire at the greasy garage, well--I'll put it into specs up against his Z-car, like this:
  
1970 LS6 (Lots of Speed) Chevelle.

Certain esoteric options provided, possibly:

450 Horsepower.

454 Cubic Inch behemoth.

500 lbs.-f.of torque.

Yet, would slide off of a curvy track;

Still,

On Big Block Highway--

Would even give a Boss 429 difficulty.

   Zoe didn't go on to say everything is relative.  Like a 1970 Boss 302 hitting 60 with ultra-swift agility, and yes, totally better on massaging the curves, for Dwayne's brain only considered style.
   Indeed, it is all relative, and again I usher in Mr. Miyagi:  "Wax on; wax off."  

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   Conner knew Christ's Words from the Book; specifically, the Good News of Matthew:  "God maketh the Sun rise on the good and the evil."
   And Conner could not fathom why we oppress a young Olympian, yes 32 is young, for age is relative, and to die at 33, like possibly did the Christ, well--that's a young death.
    Do not the two people running for President have iniquity within them?  Are they without any morsel of sin?  Dead bodies, possibly, along the way, or not?  Yet they will lead our country.  Who is more of an embarrassment to the United States?
   Pray for your enemies.  Ignite them towards God, Conner knew; thus, he prayed for Dwayne, even though the dude simply wanted to lay the pipe in Zoe's decency, and for selfish reasons.
   Conner would not fight.  Would let the fight erupt around him.  Would watch as fools not involved in gladiatorial sports swung their bullshit.  Any thug can fight in an alley.  The true, righteous man fights with energy.  With prayer in spirit.  With love and hope.
   Logic is for the fool.  Yet logic grants cash in America.  Yet Conner knew--there is an infinite number of possibilities, and his money was on Intelligent, Loving Design, for our better state of resonating karma--if that makes sense, and it probably doesn't.  
   

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   Simple axiom:  Horsepower sells cars; however, Torque wins races!!!
   Yeah, I liked the Japanese stuff; moreover, always had a fascination with Godzilla, especially when he fought King Kong--didn't like the part when King Kong swung him around by the tail, it kinda got me pissed.
   Anyway, so did this kid named Dwayne.  Fancy dresser.  Rich family.  Prestige simply handed to him.  And he had an eye on my daughter, Zoe.  This wasn't good for Conner or her.
   Came to her, boasting of his new Nissan Z, giving the specs, professing:  "3.7 liter with 332 horses pulling me, and a six-speed manual for quicksilver shifting."
   Zoe blew him off, and Conner just ignored him; nevertheless, like a pest, he kept coming to my garage, keeping his creepy eye on Zoe, flashing the dollar sign, that new God, that new wine in the hearts of us Americans.  I just prayed and believed that Zoe would continue blowing him off, or better yet, humble him with her 'Cuda.  

Big Trouble In Little China: It's All In The Reflexes

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   And at Mass, the threesome sat, humbled, obedient, ears hearing the celibate Priest, him keenly knowing how to energize that capability, boldly proclaim:  "Who is man to be proud of anything such as himself?  Did not the Intelligent Design of the Trinity forge you into existence?  Is not the mercy of the Son, the Author of Life?  And did not His Holy Spirit haunt King David, even as a boy?  I say--it happened, as goes, as you are here today, not among the society of Philistines."
   Upon exiting, Zoe, Max, and Conner went to the Waffle House.  There was a beetle in the leathery booth.  How God has a sense of humor, making so much of life a form of the beetle.
   Still, knowing God is Spirit, and to worship His Energy as such, the threesome were still a bit selfish, wanting to fine tune their muscle cars.  The power of torque, manipulating and causing potent rotation, something willing something into existence, and that first state, willed itself.
   How holy--the Trinity, and the muscle car.