Blog Love Omega Glee: Jake's Dream (4 January 2012)

Tonight, Jake's pillow feels like a rock. He dreams of flying across the ocean, but not in an airplane. He himself is the plane or maybe a bird. He's not sure; it's a dream after all, as long as it fits into dream logic it doesn't matter. In any case, he has an aerial view of the ocean spreading before him. He spies a ladder or staircase in the distance with creatures going up and down between earth and the heavens. They look sort of like large birds but he can't make them out clearly. As he's about to head in for a closer look, he hears an authoritative voice boom like an announcer in a film trailer: "And the gospel of the kingdom shall be preached in all the world for a witness unto all nations, and then shall the end come. Matthew 24:14."

Jake is veered away from the thingy with the creatures as the voice booms and he finds himself flying across nothing but ocean for miles upon miles upon miles until he comes to a beautiful tropical island completely isolated. It's so remote that Jake wonders if this place has even ever been on a map. He hovers above the island, and he sees a ship approach. On the shore two natives from the island gather to stare at the ship. One of them throws a spear at the ship but it falls short into the sea and the other native laughs. A small rowboat comes from the ship. On it are two men, one black and one white. The black man looks nervously at the natives as they approach the beach, but the white man, dressed in shiny white clothes, so as it seems to further emphasize his whiteness, stands up, spreads his arms as if to embrace them from thirty yards away, and smiles at them with a toothy smile that is so white it appears the man has been mainlining teeth whitening products.

As the rowboat gets closer to shore, Jake recognizes the white man as a televangelist with a bad toupee who often appears on the low rent television channel that broadcasts Christian wrestling. Christian wrestling was usually pretty bad, with the storylines even more primitive than regular wrestling. For example, the goodguys usually wrestled badguys who wore t-shirts with the name of one of the seven deadly sins on them. The devil was often the champion, but you could bet Wrestling Jesus would win the belt before the end of the night. Still it was wrestling so Jake watched it more often than not. His favorite Christian wrestler was Reverend Revelation who had a finishing move on his opponents that was pretty cool. It was called the End of Days Earlock. After his opponents tapped out, he always made them accept Christ before he'd let go of their ears. It was the gospel and a good gimmick.

Jake doesn't see Reverend Revelation though, just the blinding white televangelist, his nervous companion, and the natives. The natives don't throw any more spears. They seem transfixed by the approach of the men onto shore. Once, on shore, the televangelist starts preaching. It sounds as if he is speaking in tongues, but Jake can understand him. He says, "You people are the last people on planet Earth to hear the gospel of Jesus Christ. I bring you the good news that you have been waiting for. You don't have television so I have to visit you in person. You are very fortunate pagans."

The televangelist goes on and on. His companion pitches in with "Yeses" and "Amens" once in a while and even an occasional "Testify!" while the natives sit down crosslegged and listen. At the end, the televangelist asks them, "Are you ready to accept Christ into your life?"

To which, one of the natives replies, "No, but I'll accept you in my belly. All white meat, you look delicious."

"I want him extra crispy," the other native drools.

With that said, the natives spear the televangelist and kill him. While they are so distracted, the televangelist's companion makes a mad dash for the rowboat and escapes to sea. Upon his arrival, the ship leaves the island.

Nighttime comes and the natives roast the televangelist over a fire. He feeds them for a few days. There doesn't seem to be anybody else on the island, and all the natives do is sit on the beach occasionally munching on the remains of the televangelist. Eventually one day, there is a large white flash on the horizon, and a tremendous noise reaches the island a little later.

"What was that?" the first cannibal says.

"Oh, probably nothing. Maybe one of the Gods farting," the second cannibal says, "Pass me another finger. You know I love those."

"We're out."

"We're out?"

"Well, even the pudgy ones don't last forever, and we ate everybody else."

"I'm still hungry. Who are we going to eat now?"

The first cannibal looks at the second cannibal and salivates.

Jake wakes with a start, sits up in bed, and checks to make sure all his body parts are still there. He puts his right hand to his forehead, and thinks, "That's insane. People are being born all the time. Even two thousand years on from Christ, how could there ever come a time when everyone on Earth had heard the gospel and been able to make up their minds whether they believed in it or not, so the world could then end? I must have read too much of the cannibal website and watched too much Christian wrestling yesterday."

Jake continues to hold his forehead in his right hand, and looks at his left hand. He swears to God that he will never chew his fingernails again.

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