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By Sue Botte
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Viruschka, the arrogant virus did not see this coming as its back was turned to Delilahsching.
Delilasching, a heavy-set black and green creature whose distorted body is covered with bumps and small oozing craters with uneven ridges, lifted its leg.
It was aimed at Viruschka…its verruca covered malformed humongous foot neatly connected with Viruschka’s rough behind.
“Out, you scumbag! Out”
Thump! Viruschka landed in the dirt, face first in the Land of Famine.
Realization of what just happened sets in instantaneously. Where it is will only cause its demise…and that is no option. Shaking its head it narrows its eyes to zoom in on the Land of Opportunity; the living.
A Monologue by Viruschka.
”Delilasching, big old fat sort of a maggot, kicked me out; she dared to. I must admit, for a moment I was hopping mad about that, the cheeky creature. Ah well, it was anyway too crowded. There were so many of them…them parasites, them maggots, who can be happy amongst the lot of them? Ew!
I sense life…the Land of the Living. Oh, I need you.
Be quick now…plonk!
What a delight the land of the living is! New un-invaded cells, all mine. This is going to be so good. I am going to multiply with no end in sight. I am so happy…tra la la.
From hopping mad, to jumping and rejoicing in a matter of seconds; not bad, Viruschka.
Oh, I sense a few Bactericroniims, Fungiiminis, and Parasiitemites. No problem, we will all get along, besides, we viruses usually use some bacteria to our advantage. Oh, glee is all over me.
This looks like a good place, mmm, a spot of inflammation.
Oh blimey, no not them! The dreaded Helper T-cells, the T-cells, the Killer T-cells and the white blood cells. I’d better run…no. Breathe, Viruschka breathe. Running will only alarm them. I’ll just change some amino-strains on my outer layer and become latent.
Oh, out of sight, blimey that was close. A pat on the back and jumping of joy. I’d better find an appropriate place to nest and soon too.
Time to let the others know that I am here.
Man, I am so full of it.
Once the ‘arbitrium’ is set to work, it will not be long before my virus-family and -colleagues knows about my presence.
We will paint this ‘town’ red! The body of this living being will be inflamed and infected in no time.
Yeeha!
I sense something…what is it? I can’t place it.
Coming on stronger now.
Oh, no no no. Some medicine, and the Presence of Prayer.
It is overwhelming. No, not prayer…medicine I can handle. Prayer I can’t.
Oh blimey… it’s coming on stronger and stronger…
In my dying moments I realise I am but a frayed remnant of joy, anticipating the inevitable snap of the last already worn amino-acid thread…or capsule in my case”
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1 Pe 2:24b … by whose stripes ye were healed.
Psa 30:2 O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
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