1969 Chevrolet Camaro ZL1

   
   "1969 Chevrolet Camaro ZL1"
   
   I like the first production models, hued in a lively Dusk-Blue and armed with a super-cool intake manifold--this car seems to be alive in every soul's sea of muscle car dreams; therefore, here are some specs; moreover, levels of awesome performance--like this:

427 Cubic Inches with 8-Cylinders--this block known as the ZL1.

850-CFM Double-Pumper Holley Carburetor.

430 Horsepower.

450 lb-ft Torque.

0-60:  5.3 Seconds.

Quarter Mile Run:  13.6 Seconds at 110 Miles-Per-Hour.   

Crystalline Cool (2)

   
   "Crystalline Cool (2)"
   
   Duncan was way out in the bucolic beauty, underneath shimmering beams of sunshine, working the pastoral glory of Terra's terrain, using a war-torn shovel to dig his ditches in solitude.  An ex-admirer of his, a lovely-looking lady in her early twenties, along with some of her friends--they hotly drove by him in a fancy car.  Anyway, as Duncan had rejected the lovely lady's carnal passes a while back, she had become scorned and full of anger--even questioning her own beauty; as a result, she found his laboring humility, which he himself adored, and flung curses and profane vulgarities upon his presence, her friends vociferously gelling with the cruel cackling as the fancy car swiftly passed.

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   Duncan knew it was all real.  But mostly, he knew the Lord was his refuge, and remembered the best bard's Kingly son having said:  "Whoso mocketh the poor reproacheth his Maker, and he that is glad at calamities shall not go unpunished."
   Duncan prayed for the lovely lady and her friends to be blessed.  To be forgiven and loved.  Yet those girls were far from discovering "the Book" in all their passions so rich with filth; nevertheless, Duncan continued to pray for them to be loving; next, he returned to shoveling, digging deeper into the mysteries of the Earth.  The daystar came alive, even brighter than before, and his body and spirit unearthed the Holy Grail within, touching Christ, so gently, so ever gently.  
   Yes, Duncan was a sinner.  Not just once either.  He had flirted with disaster.  He had been a victim of passion himself.  But when his true Father arrived in his life, all that heat of the South drove him home to the glory of the allegorical North.  

Crystalline Cool (1)

   
   "Crystalline Cool (1)"

   Duncan was a bit weary concerning getting involved with other people, would always tell his adoring Dad:  "I'm not much into socializing."  
   His Dad would respond:  "Don't blame ya kid.  People are mostly scumbags.  Their father is the father of lies and murder--he was a murderer from the beginning."
   Of course Duncan knew these Words to be the Divine Words of God Himself, speaking of the venomous viper, but the youth-restoring eagle of Saint John, protector of the Holy Mother--he shall rise from death like a Phoenix.
   Duncan lived deep down in the blazing passion of the American South, where the passion was not so much Christ-Like, but scorched with devils deep into the chronic art of competition, though not on the field, as they are pathetic poltroons, but in the homes and workplaces of many who were innocent enough, driving them downwards, not being benevolent or wise enough to realize that everything is negotiable; therefore, when you communicate with a child, don't engage in a power-struggle, but understand rather than wanting to be understood; next, offer them as much free rope as possible.
   Duncan dug ditches--simple Voltaire-like metaphors in-play, knowing his Third Eye, that mystical Pineal Gland was always being activated, offering premonitions, angelic sight, quasi-telepathy, and the brain's scent of those demonically influenced by things such as hubris and needing victory by defeating or humiliating, as competition brings men into the state of bastards, again:  their father being the father of lies and murder.
   The Founding Fathers, the Catholic Church, Descartes--they all knew and know the power of a sublime Pineal Gland.  Duncan knew it was imperative too, especially to not calcify the pea-sized, pine cone-like house of mysticism.  And as crystals were known by the ancients to offer communication with the super-mundane, it has been axiomatically proven with the construction of scanners and other communicative devices.  But hell, Duncan dug ditches for a living, reading about the mystics, straying from politics and deviant art, admiring the holy things, and loving a Bio-Dad always there for him with words of wisdom, reminding to fear only God--nothing else!!!  And as for excitement in his modest life:  Duncan was known to be a wild man at times, getting a chili dog here and there.     
    

Children of the Luminous Light (5)

   
   "Children of the Luminous Light (5)"
   
   It was a tragic event, yet charity was offered, and after Chad's Dad passed onward, he was left with a Classic Boss 302 from the fast and furious year of 1970; plus, a little jingle in his pocket.  He didn't spill the beans to Ann, but silently watched his Dad go into the Earth; next, humbly returned to work, knowing instinctively to put his fiery fists away; then, he asked Ann to marry him, with a small but strong diamond ring--she said yes.
   Furthermore, he explained to her his new financial status, showed her his muscle car, and they eloped out into the freedom of the American West, purchasing a modest habitat, Frances the dog was there too, and soon--a baby girl named Mary.
   Like Saint Nicholas of Myra, they stayed away from people, not even mixing with the Church crowd after Mass, and yet they still stumbled here and there, Chad for a year going through a nude calendar of college girls, but God's anger is not as great as His mercy, and they raised Mary in the Universal Faith; plus, kept buying holy hounds for their daughter to always have a best friend.
   Ultimately, they both passed on, sick a few times, never challenged by chronic disease or pain; still, they did pass, and Mary inherited the house, adoring her dogs, and touching Christ weekly, so gently, as He wants to touch us--that's what the Eucharist is all about.
   Mary remained reclusive and in love with God.  Writing poetry and giving praise.  Stumbling like most, here and there, but strong in faith, always remembering who she was and where she came from, forged by God, and adored by two mortals that gave her everything they had.   

Children of the Luminous Light (4)

   
   "Children of the Luminous Light (4)"
   
   Ann had a great time with Chad.  She wended her 2-stroke moped home to her humble abode, and there confessed her sins to God, doors closed, windows sealed, no one to know but God, as Christ ordered, not being like unto hypocrites praying in public for praise, though all is relative--some are genuine.
   Next, she pondered further Bad Chad's spirit.  King Saul stood head and shoulders above the rest, yet it was the seed of Jesse, a little, fiery man, a man after God's Own Heart who slayed Goliath, due to an insult to the Abrahamic God.  He kept the boaster's sword as well, using it in the futurity of battle.  His name was David.  He spoke of the meek and inheriting Terra; plus, hands pierced and gambling for garments, an approximate 1,000 years before the birth of his metaphorical son, so to speak.  What did they call Christ?  Rabbi, Lord, and Son of David.  And the Son of Man, as He referred to Himself would always say:  "Your faith has made you well."
   Ann didn't want to simply sleep with Chad and get plugged by persuasion, though he wasn't attempting that.  And she knew virginity was a grace-filled gift; nevertheless, she adored his microscopic might, like a Multiverse himself, a union of all that was noble and knightly, questing as did the Green Knight's poetry forged by an anonymous monk.  And what's the difference between a monk and a priest?  A Russian bard claimed:  "Priests put jam and jelly on their toast, but a monk eats it plain; next, gets a crappy funeral."
   She was just glad for the first chapter of the Gospel of the physician Luke, Mary resounding David's Psalms, and pushing it further, saying:  "My soul doth magnify the Lord."
   Ann didn't know what to do.  But at the age of 24, it felt right for her to pursue the honey-lathered taste of her first kiss.  

Guns N' Roses - Civil War ( Farm Aid April 7th , 1990 )

Children of the Luminous Light (3)

   
   "Children of the Luminous Light (3)"
   
   The Moon hung by a heavenly God did wane, and bad things were ending as this Lunar cycle can offer gifts to the faithful; moreover, as that big ball of neon cheese went crescentways, Ann and Chad had hung out a few times, drinking coffee, and innocently getting to know one another.  She dug his spirit, a fire inside, burning beneath his soft-gray eyes, but she wondered where his power came from, him being even shorter than her, but standing head and shoulders above the rest, internally armed with a monster of nobility igniting his insides.
   As they laughed and sweetly giggled over simply glimpsing each other at the coffee shop, she decided to get personal; plus, preach, asking:  "Are you religious?"
   He didn't mind the question, calmly stating:  "My parents were not--me either, I guess.  But I know that something Divine is out there.  I can feel it in my bones."
   Ann went on:  "They talk at work about you being a scrapper.  Anyway, I'm Catholic, and Catholicism started when Christ asked Simon Peter who He was, and Simon Peter responded--You are the Messiah--the Living Christ.  So, that's when the Universal Church began.  Catholic kinda/sorta means Universal.  Anyway, there are some Saints who were scrappers too--you'd like them.  Such as Saint Louis, King of France.  He fought in the hardcore Crusades; plus, wore a cilice, which is used by ascetics to cause corporeal pain--in Catholicism, this is what we might call MORTIFICATION OF THE SENSES.  Like Saint Francis jumping naked in the thorn bushes when he became aroused over some hot women walking down the street."
   "I can grasp that."  Chad stated coolly.  "My football coach always said--punish yourself before I do, if you make a mistake on the football field."
   Next, the twosome sweetly smiled at one another, and a blossoming synergy was growing more sophisticated, and would soon wax with smooth sublimity.