No jesus, no love ---

It was another long, hard, tiresome Friday. I had settled myself into a dreary state of self indulgence with my psychology book in hand and I figured the subway ride home would be a long, tyrannous one, so I did a bit of last second reading while my brain was still in its half fast function mode. It was to my dismay however, after putting my feet up on the seats in front of me, when I was confronted by a man. He approached me quickly at first, but I had not paid much attention to him, for I was indulging myself with personality traits and the like. He sat down in the seats which my feet rested upon, so I took them down and studied him quizzically. He had several metal bars through each ear, wide open eyes, a receding hairline. I could tell this guy was a night hawk, amongst the best of them. He had a book with the words "No jesus, no love --" on the cover. I thought jesus fucking christ how do these creeps keep finding me? Am I a marked man? Is this God's way of saying something? His last resort; to throw a bunch of half stoned preachers cracked on acid and who knows, maybe several other hallucinogens. Coming here to attempt to release the dogs on me in a last desperate attempt to rid me of my demons. Well I bid those bastards good luck, cause they have no idea what they're getting themselves into.

"Do you believe in god man?" I thought about this question for a second and what the possible consequences would be if I had said no. I wasn't about ready to have some fucked up junkie spraying me with holy water, casting ten hail mary's on my ass and then telling god that we're even. No, I just strictly did not have the energy for it. I lied to him and told him I didn't know what I believed in. "You look like a smart guy (he said this eyeing my psychology textbook), are you a smart guy, making all the right decisions?" I lied to him and said I was. "Do you get along well with both your parents? Your mom?" I lied to him and told him I did. "Are you mild mannered? Do you get angry often?" I lied and said I'm all cool. I glanced out the subway window, noticing that, fuck, I still have several stops to get past until mine. I hope to fuck that this guy does not get off at my stop. "So tell me, I don't know much about science. Men have testosterone, right? And women have estrogen, right? Could you sort of tell me what the purposes of these chemicals are to the human body?" I told him. "Men and women, they balance each other out chemically don't they? It makes it seem like everything in this world is in perfect balance." Holy fucking christ, I thought to myself, he had this all neatly organized out, didn't he? I began to wonder how long he's been practicing this speech in front of the mirror, trying to get the right facial expressions down. I must admit, he looked pretty serious what with his wide eyes and grave tone. Either that or he was baked out of his mind, I wasn't at all too sure. "You're a smart guy, I know you're gonna be thinking about this on the way home. That's how you are man, I can tell. Always thinking." He nailed me. I showed a glimpse of a smirk which wanted to evolve into a laugh, but I wouldn't let it. That's exactly what these type of swine want, a visible weakness. "I have a friend of mine, majoring in physics, tells me the craziest things, this guy is so smart, talking about photons and reflections as if they were everyday stuff." I told him that was my major as well, trying to hold back from saying they were everyday things. "Man, you can be the next Einstein man. You can do it." I told him you never know. "EXACTLY MAN! You never know. Exactly." He had just started to get up, which I was glad for, because my consistent shuffling of bags, and packing up of books was not appearing to show any affects of discomfort on his part. The subway car was slowing down, it was reaching my stop, and yet I felt a little upset that I was unable to dip into this man's intervention a little deeper. The monotonic beep sounded and the doors had opened. I gathered my bags and took one last look at my preacher, and as I walked my way through those doors, I could hear the words "God bless you all", riding the air as the doors closed behind me.