A Time to Gather Stones

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Chronicles of the
Children of Destiny
‘A Time to Gather Stones’
By
Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly
Copyright 6181 SC / 2018 CE
STORIES:
A Time to Gather Stones
Life in New Bridlington II
A Time to Gather Stones
‘Is this the winter of my discontent?’ Michael asked the Theophany of God.
God looked at his hand in poker, and showed it to Wormdog. ‘You’ll kick his arse,’ said Wormdog.
‘I’ll raise you 5 credits,’ said God, throwing in 5 white chips.
‘I’ve done it all, now, you know,’ said Michael, knowingly.
God raised his eyebrow.
‘I’ve climbed Mt Fucking Impossible, out in the Styx, not just Mt Impossible. I’ve wrestled crocodiles naked. I’ve bedded 3 gnomes all at once. I’ve lived. You name it, I’ve done it.’
God looked at his cards. ‘Make that 6 credits,’ he said, throwing in another white chip.
‘I’ve loved, been loved, and fucked someone who loved everyone except me. She still hates my guts.’
‘Shall I risk 7?’ God asked Wormdog.
‘Why not. You only live once,’ replied Wormdog.
‘I mean, this is the winter of my discontent. Come on God. Get with the picture. What is left of Michael the Seraphim now?’
‘The Daly’s are making new investments in banking stocks everywhere,’ replied God.
‘Fuck Daniel!’ swore Michael.
‘Callodyn has a life-like doll of himself available for sexually adventurous people,’ said God.
‘Fuck Callodyn,’ swore Michael.
‘Old Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly has collected the testicles of King David from a certain hiding place and put them on display in the International Museum of Bizarre and Strange Artefacts in the centre of Zaphona City,’ said God.
‘He can burn,’ replied Michael, and put his head in his hands. ‘It is the winter of my discontent old man. I am jaded.’
‘I didn’t take you for a quitter. 20 credits,’ said God, throwing in the chips.
‘I fold,’ said Michael.
‘Ha. Bluffed you. A pair of 3s.’
Michael just sighed.
‘Ever heard of a time to gather stones,’ said God to Michael, looking at his son.
‘What about it?’ asked Michael.
‘We don’t always play every card in the deck. Daniel has played very few cards ever. He mostly just gathers stones from generation to generation. He works on it. Comes up with a project, sticks with it till it bears fruit. Keeps his projects going and devotes to them. Valandriel is learning that from him. The rest of you all? You never give a damn. So go off and gather stones, Archangel. Go off and gather stones.’
Michael sighed, and laid down his cards. Three Aces.
‘Humph,’ chuckled God. ‘No confidence. Get off your arse and use your talents.’ And God stood, gathered his chips, and departed. Michael sat in the cafeteria of Zaphon, and looked down at his cards. Gather stones, huh? Gather stones. Well, he would think about that for a while, then. At this point what the hell else did he have to lose?
The End

Life in New Bridlington II
Michael was in New Bridlington, were fallen Babylon had been redeemed quite a bit now. He was at his usual place, now with Gabriel, on the streets around the corner from a Catholic school. It was afternoon, and the kids were drifting home, and he was handing out flyers and chatting. Gabriel was doing the same. He was being Superman again. He knew he had to take initiative. To gather stones.
Daniel was suddenly there.
‘Hey Mike. Do you want me to do that as well for you? I can spend the rest of the afternoon doing it if you like?’
Michael handed him a wad of 100 flyers. ‘Stand there. On the corner. Make sure you hand out all 100 flyers. I don’t care much if you do or don’t, but if you hand out all 100 I’ll credit you as showing some minor concern for this place.’
Daniel stood there. A kid came along rarely which Michael or Gabriel didn’t already speak to. The afternoon passed. It was around midnight, and Michael was at home with Elenniel just around the corner in their pad. A knock came to the door. It was Daniel.
‘I’ve finished. It’s not a busy night, but eventually adults took my flyers also. All 100 have been handed out, and I gave them instructions on how to find the Torah Temple. Most already knew, but some weren’t sure. I told them you would possibly be around for a while, but couldn’t guarantee things.
Michael nodded. The Seraphim stood there. Almost expecting something.
‘Seeya,’ said Michael, and closed the door on Daniel.
The following morning Michael was having breakfast with Elenniel. There was a knock on the door. He answered it. It was Daniel.
‘I think I could probably hand out about two or three hundred flyers with a full day,’ said Daniel the Seraphim.
Michael walked to the bookcase, grabbed 3 wads of 100 flyers, and handed them to Daniel.
‘Good luck,’ he said, and closed the door on the Seraphim.
It was about Midnight again, and Michael and Elenniel were very cosy. There was a knock. Michael answered it. It was Daniel. He looked exhausted.
‘I’ve handed them all out,’ he said. He was dejected. He didn’t really have much energy.
‘Good,’ said Michael, and closed the door on him.
That weekend Daniel invited Michael and Elenniel to the ‘Wild Ride’ rollercoaster park nearby Michael’s place. It was one of the biggest fairgrounds in the universe, with a ginormous rollercoaster. Daniel paid for everything. When the day was done, Daniel was with Michael at his place.
‘See you then, Dan,’ said Michael, and closed the door on him. He didn’t invite him in for coffee.
Michael and Elenniel, with Michael sensing enough work had been done in New Bridlington with his new project, left and returned to Zaphona. Daniel didn’t. He got to work copying Michael’s flyer and spent a decade, every day, except weekends, handing out flyers all over New Bridlington for Michael’s Torah Temple. He got quite fit doing it, and met thousands of people in the time.
* * * * *
‘Gathering stones?’ the Theophany asked Michael, as the played cards again.
‘It’s coming along well. I’m the overseer of Zaphon again. Don’t know where the Daniel fellow is. Hasn’t reared his ugly head.’
‘No. He hasn’t, has he,’ said God.
They played cards thereafter.
The End