A Sermon by Pastor Jeremiah Facheon - Transcript It's awfuly cold there, isn't is children?

I suspect you will want to lay your coats down else where. I would like to speak to you for a moment if I may about the recent changes to the charter. As we know all about it, I'm sure, we are to be very vigilant in our discretion.It occurs to me now, more than ever, that yo u all are becoming most uncomfortable with me and the other city councilman's de cision to begin rationing you all off to the hospitals Quick Start program. But it is in the name of our great leader, Gehenna, we make this judgement call. Do not fret, as it is our best bet to ensure proper treatmnt and fairness in our s elections. May I ask which last pointed at ken in the name You are, little of you (do not point, Jeremiah. They will assume the first and are the only ones safe....DO NOT POINT!!!) is no afraid to be ta of science. boy? Please come up here.

No, young man, tell us what it is that has you so troubled. Death?! Ha. You w ill become an essential piece of the cog, son. Son, what's your name. Well, Daniel, let me postulate something of great importance to you. You're dea th will not be permanent. No, quite the contrary actually. Your death will be immersive, and will see you returning to life make Gehenna happy? Very much so. I want you to follow this...please follow him Daniel. You aren't leaving us. I want the others to witness your glorious acension to a temporary plain of rea lity. Now don't cry.Crying is for God's people. Fasten it tighter, Henderson. He'll break lose other wise. Now, children, a passage from the worrd of Gehenna. As he has written in the De mpsey Town Charter. " We all are but fog. Drifting heavily through the masses of air we pollute wi th our tongues. God cannot save you, for he is a basilisk. His prophets call h im different names based on their different tongues, but he is always the creato r of sin and shame. We embody sin and shame. Tasteless, morose, broken. Oh, s o very very broken. Our morbid..." SHUT UP DANIEL!!! " Our morbid chalice is life, but God gives us death to detract from the pleasu re of polluting the air. What a price? Death for living. Why not hand the pea sant a dim, then make him use it to buy goods from you? Why not placate the Pan derer, then lock him in his own room? Ahh yes, the copious and forelorn days of chaotic displacement from the universe are now but a single thread of misplaced moans from the almighty GOD!!! " Is he almost ready.... " I beg of you more. Die for rebirth. The conservatives of America will have you believe the fetus is sacred, and I would agree. But we place too much value in the idea that is as such. They carry the life giving cells. But don't we a ll? Aren't we all destined to carry the unused cells that the unborn are so ble ssed with? Tis but a shame we cannot harvest them and share among the living. What have the unborn given us that is so..." Finally. No, Daniel, you msut be silent. You're mother is upstairs, and it would be a sh ame if she knew how you were doing. I figure you ran out of Thursday Teachings into the forest, never to return. Sing with me children. Sing with me in a glorious hymn. Daniel is our little l amb, our Wendigo. He will beckon us to him, but we must not listen. Now sing w ith me.

Iggy, please prepare the instrument of rebirth. From our epitaph reader, we do sing. " The sermon on the mount gave we, the fish a-multipilying from the sea. But i t's our own blood, which shall become, the only other savior we need..." BANG!!!! Daniel carried alot of life in him. How old was he, again? 8? Hmmm, alot of " savior" for someone so young. Drag him out to the transport carrior. Tell his mother he ran off into the woods. Now, children. Please understand my concern....Eliza, what are you doing? Put down the knife Eliza, it isn't Frans time yet....Oh my god!!! ELIZA, STOP!! ! PUT DOWN THE KNIFE!!! HARPER, STOP LAUGHING!!! Oh god, I appreciate your enthusiam Eliza, but you've stained the carpetting. J esus, her neck is pouring. Please get her out. Let me think, fuck....let me th ink. Okay children, here's what happened. Daniel and Franny ran into the woods toget her. We'll send out a search party. Anyone who'd like to run their mouth is in for a hurting. Go now, just remember. We'll take your parents before we tak y ou. So hush your lips and have a splendid weekend. Oh, Eliza, Harper. Please stay after and help me clean up. You're parents aren;t here so I'll drop you of f afterwards. The rest of you, dismissed.