Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第193/327页)

sill,justioseethedepartingbackoftheclergymanbck.HewaswalkingthroughthecrowdofpedestriansloudlyreadingtheBible,buthemstoppedtolistenandbypassedhimasifhedidnoteve.

    “Thepassagethatclergymanwasregsoundedprettyreasonable”saidCreativity.“Whyisn’tahosebusypeoplestoppingtospendevenamiolistentohim?DothepeopleoftodaynolongerneedGod’steags?“Imaginationsnortedandreplied,

    “HumanshaveevolvedtothestagewheretheyareequaltoGod,buttheyarealreadyarrogantandpresumptuous.Perhapsthewonderfulcivilizationhumanshavecreatedhadgoheirheads….PerhapsthereasonJehovahwassoangrywheheforbiddenfruitandthrewusoutoftheGardenofEdenwasbecausehealreadyforesawhumanscouldnotusetheirknowledgewisely.Ifthingsproceedalongthispath,itisquitepossiblethatthehumanracewouldruntheirflourishingcivilizationtothegrounduntilitispletelydestroyed…”Creativitywassilentforamoment.Thenhesaid,

    “Yht.Wararuhadbeengoingonnon-stopinthisworld.Thejunglewofsurvivalofthefittesthasdomiheircultureandisgettingworseeveryday.Onthesurfacehumancivilizationmayseemtobewonderfundflourishing,butunderhitsthinveneerofrespectability,itisfullofevil,wiess,debaucheryandcorruption.Thehumanraceisreallygoingstepbysteptowardsacrisis,onlytheyarestillignorantofthefact.Whatismoreludicrousisthattheyhadactuallyiedaveryformidablekindofoncallednuclearbombs,whichcouldblowuptheearthtosmithereens.Isn’tthatafoolishthingtodo?Theohemselvesiedwilldestroytheirownpreciousphewaythingsaregoing,Jehovahwillousefloodandfiretodestroytheworld;humanswoulddoitthemselves.”Imaginatioheddeeplytocalmherselfdownandsaid,

    “Theworldisfullofsinandunjustacts.Ibelieveitobepletelydestroyedbeforeanewworldorderandnewrulesofmoralitycouldbesetup.ButIalsofeelthatman’sscestillexistsandsomeofthemcouldstillbereawakened.Didn’tyoujustseetheclergymandressedinbckshoutingtothemasses?WilltheIsraeliteswhoaretheChosenpeoplereturntothefold?WhenDoomsdayarrives,theywillbetheonlysurvivors.Doyouthinkweshouldlookamongthepeopleandpickoutthosewhoareoutstandingandkind?ThenwhenDoomsdayarrives,theywouldnotbepletelywipedout.Ithinkweshouldgivearayofhopetothehumanrace.”Creativityjumpedupiementwhehesewords,cppedhishandsandughedaloudsaying,

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    “Whatagreatidea!Whydidn’tIthinkofthat?Bydoingso,wewouldbehelpingKingDimitriandtheKingdomofDreamswillprain.eo’sgetmoving!”Sayingso,CreativitytookthehandsofherpartnerandrushedoutofDimitri’sbody.Buttheystillhidintheair,invisibletoothers,aseargfoodastandingtoterpoputetheKingdomofDreams.

    David’seyesreturnedfromthedisappearingformoftheclergymaookouttwocigarettebutts,gaveooDimitriandlightedtheotherforhimself.Hesighedashesmoked,

    “Well,that’sonelesspcetoeat!”

    “Whatdoyoumean?”askedDimitri,notuandingwhathisfrie.“Whatonelesspcetoeat?”

    “Youmaynotknowaboutthis”repliedDavid,takingabigpuffathiscigarette.“Letmetellyou…Intheslumdistrictwherewesometimeshangout,therewasasmalnddipidatedchurch.Theclergymanwhojustwalkedpastherewasthepastorofficiatingthere.WecalledhimJohn,thoughthatmaynotbehisrealname.Heoftenpreparedmealsforthepoorandh