Human Illusions

Insidiously instructing ignorance inserted into him, now handed down to them, he preaches to his quire of bemused brethren. “Dispose of you all your belongings to those who need them most and you shall be delivered paradise.” “Show others grace and you shall be granted good health in body and spirit.” “Hear what I say for I say all that is pure and holy.” The Minions scatter secure that their tender minds have been matured in a matter of moments by this hoodwinking hustler using the intensity of the eternal as his means of persuasion. On the ride home in his big ticket BMW the benefactor ravishes his good looks and immense intuition. He calls his wife with fiction of a late night with much to do. She submits and agrees to clean and clothe the kids for bed, but before their heads rest on their pillow, they pray for love and kindness for others just like their father has taught them. As they lay sleeping unsuspecting of his dirty dealing, the adulterer lies with his mistress unmoved by their devotion. Years later on his death bed he summons his siblings for love and affection but now in their older age, they have inherited his infection. To indifferent to care, to repelled to love, they scoff at his pleads, and misdeeds, leaving him to face his demons in the same way he has always left them. Alone.