In the Shadow of the Moon

Lucifer Duval was born in the strange darkness of a Lunar Eclipse at a remote lighthouse on a cliff high above the icy waters of Lake Superior. The white tower rose up seventy feet above the cliff that was one hundred and forty feet above the rugged rocky shoreline. The tower was topped by a glass housing that had railings around it. The flashing white beam was visible over twenty-two miles out toward the limitless watery horizon. It came from a rotating lens with two hundred and forty prisms. Only heavy fogs could dim its brilliance.

Despite its isolation, the lighthouse was an important one. It was located on a rocky shore adjacent to well traveled sea lanes. Fierce gales drove the waters of the inland sea up into thirty-foot waves. There were four hundred ships of various sizes down in the icy depths of the largest, deepest, coldest body of fresh water on the earth plane. The depth of the waters ranged from five hundred to one thousand three hundred feet. Even in summer the clear waters never went up above forty degrees. Strange was its formation by fire and ice in ancient times. It was born of volcanoes and glaciers.

The world was not aware of the portent of the birth. His brutish parents had not the least understanding of it. He had manifested on the earth plane from the 5^th Dimension--the Prince of the Air turned now to the physical Anti-Christ to direct the bombings in the last days of time.   

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His stump of the missing arm would fly up in defiance of some wrong being yelled at by him in the corrupt world as is. It was a symbol of the righteous anger of all men. It stood straight up at the heavens. He always told the story of how his arm was torn off in the big war. This made him what he was. Down with everything, including the down, was his profound message. “We are over congested, over loaded, over taxed, and shafted right up the ass! We need a huge laxative to clean house. We need to get rid of everything!”

“My arm was ripped off me, and down I went. A medic came up, and put a stop to the bleeding. There I am bloody and helpless….prone down on my back.. So, being religious, he put a Bible on my skinny chest and started to pray for me. Take that away, I yelled, and get me a bottle of whisky! Get me what I need!” Charlie hollered, while rolling his eyes upwards. There was some ham in his makeup, and he used it like a rapier.

Folks, I need a new light bulb up on the post. Someone stole the bulb. (he had taken it out) We need light to see the light I am dispensing to you. I will pass the hat. If you can’t put anything in, don’t take anything out.” The hat always did well. Strangely, after dark his spot was always lit up. The hat always did well light or dark.

Suddenly a commotion started over at the large water fountain. “Lizzy is going in!!!” a young guy yelled, “Damn it hurry up, hurry up!” Everybody rushed over to the water fountain art of the park. It was time for the mental compromised girl to take her daily shower naked in the fountain. Cameras clicked away.  (“Keep these away from the kids.” was a common saying heard in the homes. But you know kids.) Fame about this had spread way beyond Eureka.