The parable of Mark Passio and Dennis
A man named Mark Passio lived in a castle with dark occultists and Satanists, learning their dark skills and dark magic. He lived in a lower part of the castle, where he was being slowly indoctrinated and prepared to advance to the upper layers of the dark castle.
One day, good people, who knew about the evil in the castle, tried to storm the castle and kill the evildoers. Mark was a warrior on the side of darkness, doing anything and everything necessary to protect his fellow evildoers. The castle was never overtaken.
His handlers saw great potential in Mark, but made the mistake of trying to bring him deeper before he was ready. He found some self respect and rebelled and switched sides to the light, and they kicked him out. Mark promised to expose them, but the rulers of the castle did not care, totally unconcerned about any impact Mark thought he could make.
Mark built a smaller castle, inhabited only by himself, and blasted truth from the top of the castle walls. Most didn’t care, but some small number listened, learned, and moved to the light side as well.
One day an army of one million good, average, decent, people approached Mark’s castle, with intent to kill him, for his past misdeeds and suspicions that he was controlled opposition. One of the leaders of the million strong army, a man named Dennis, insisted to enter the castle alone and talk to Mark before carrying out their planned revenge. Mark let Dennis inside the castle and they talked for 23 weeks and got to know each other, while Dennis’ compatriots got impatient outside the castle.
Weeks of deliberations and discussions could not change the attitudes of the million strong army. “Very well,” Dennis finally said. “I cannot control a million people, so do as you wish and so will I.” Dennis re-entered the castle and stood on the top, with his now friend, Mark Passio.
Dennis put his arm around Mark and said to the crowd below, “What you do to this man, you do to me. We have the right to defend ourselves and will do so. No doubt you will get us eventually, but not before we take as many of you with us as we can, my former dear friends.”
At the top of the castle, Mark and Dennis sang a song of victory together, knowing real victory is dying well, regardless of external appearances, NOT living forever as flesh and blood. Which is impossible anyway………..