The Gatekeeper

Part III Love Child Chapter 29

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IN MY ROLE AS THE GATEKEEPER, I decided not to follow Lauren to Canada. By overshadowing my actual mission subjects, as well as those close to them, Erik and Yannick, I had direct access to enough personal experiences with Savannah, Gabriela, and Lauren to feel confident that I could provide an accurate report when the call came for their souls to cross over. 

My recommendation to end the mission was accepted and I proceeded to my next assignment, better prepared to perform my responsibilities at a higher standard.

I'd learned much about the complexities of the human soul and how those intricacies can impact the life of the individual and the people with whom they come in contact. For example, I hadn't been aware that souls could splinter or that memories, over time, could be corrupted or even implanted. 

That made it imperative to always check the soul's black box, a truly infallible, objective record of what the person experienced, and only accessible to beings like me, before rendering a report that would influence the soul's eternal destiny.  

DARK DIVINITY

Lay with Snow White, she calls to you by name!

"Savannah, Gabriella, and Jeanelle, Triple Goddesses;

Duchesses of the Dark Divinity;

Daughters of Dionysis; 

Dominitrix Dancers of the Dragon,

Dive deep within the desire of your dreams,

drink from my dungeon's dark delights;

Dare your Demons and 

deliver them nigh my dwelling

to drown before my door!

Let your drunken spirit drift down within

the dizzy depths of my domain!

I'll give you the highs that life denies you and

that feeling of self that men 

so selfish steel from you.

ESCAPE! into my ecstasy, 

into your own enticing essence

and be reborn into its righteousness - 

your innocence and beauty, 

beauty beyond your body . . .

Let me free you from its inflictions,

the pain, and your prolonged suffering in its

polluted present presence.

Breath the breadth of life - the white ash of my

burning spirit's bosom

and the bounty of its blessings -

Release yourself from this earthy erogeny.

Come, fly high with me, and be FREE!"

White Lady wipe me clean of their torturous touch

and the soiled memories 

of their slow spoiling of my sweetness.

Take me gently, unwrapping each wrong

in my murdered mind and cleanse them with 

your curing Powder!

Wash away the darkness that covers my eyes,

with your potent Potion;

so I can see the light that shines down upon me.

Spread out your Ivory arms and invade my innermost sanctum.

Ignite my body, my being, with your Pure and passionate sensuality,

with Goddess - caress, expel their violating vileness

from the Virgin-Like Virtue of my Innocence!

We are sisters, both misused and abused 

but still exotic and erotic and powerfully addictive.

Her embrace is so tantalizing and intoxicating.

You are a willing victim to her white fingers 

that lay teasingly before you -

Take them . . . They blow soft snow

inside your private and safe sanctuary.

Your yearned euphoria alive in the

fantasy of Snow White's Love

But your flight inside utopia's

dreamy door was just a fleeting glimpse,

a minute and taunting taste from the white 

constitution of her torturously tantalizing fingertips.

As the last one dissipates, she also disappears

leaving you in her wake. 

Alone and anxious in a darkened state -                         

broken between the lines - 

Your heart aches from her and for her.

In the aftermath of the story tale tempest:

the tearing chasm of pain pounding in your chest,

your ill-laden limbs lie longing for release,

as the aftershocks shake 

and strengthen your sordid sickness -

you are Snow Blind surrounded by the mirage

of a white sands world,

a desert of desire - you reach out to touch . . .

And are returned to the here and now,

to its numbing nothingness - 

her absence . . .

only and desperately for HER!

You are going down - spinning - 

towards destructive desperation - 

NEED JUST ONE MORE LUSTY - LADEN LINE

[Then I'd be fine - finally fine]

You are a sorry slave to her taxing temptation.

Obsessed by her tainted touch - 

Anything to have HER! 

$acrifice yourself:  mind, body and soul - 

$ell it ALL, so cheap no man can resist it -

just enough for you to get that (one more) hit!

But she was just your bait,

you bit the witches Bad Apple

and got stuck with the hook, line and sinker.

She is both the CURE and the CAUSE 

of your constant carnal cravings, 

controlling and consuming continually.