PASSION FOR TINION (WIP Novel 120,000 words)
© Cupideros, October 21, 2006 






















CHAPTER 53: SATINA ARRIVES
© Cupideros, Friday, June 19, 2009


“Paradox plus the unwillingness to grow tear humanity down faster than comets barreling into the sun.”  Day heard these words while eating her peach in the forest clearing.  The balmy weather gave her a feeling of peace.  She wore a tiger skin skirt.  Night killed the huge tiger to protect their gated cattle.  She did not recoil in horror at the disembodied voice.  She was like the Abyss.  She knew form did not have to exist physically to be real.  What annoyed her was the patronizing tone of the feminine voice.  “Unwillingness to grow.”  Who is unwilling to grow.  Not Night or I?
“I come to make humanity shed many tears on their way to maturity,” the voice continued.
“I cried five times at birth and five more times when I sent my children out into the world.”  Day bit another piece of peach.  She chewed for a minute, admiring its beauty.  “You cannot make me any sadder than that, Satina!”
Satina appeared at first showing her brunette head alone.  “Well said, but quite useless, Day.  Also very sentimental.  You experienced no pain during those childbirth.”
Day ate her peach and carefully considered the visual appearance of Satina.  “You are quite the beauty, Satina.  But my old green familiar already tried that Ghost trick.”  Day turned the half eaten peach around in her hand.  “I shall bury this peach seed and have an entire orchard of peach trees.”
“You miss my point, Day.” Satina appeared showing her entire body.  Satina’s tight fitting sheath black dress had a slit on the right side to reveal her shapely legs.  The dress shimmered.
“I won’t be jealous of your dress, Satina.”
“Black silk,” Satina said walking about the garden.  Her feet ten feet above ground.  “Since you wanted to know.”
Day looked around for a place to hold her hard peach seed.  “Night and I don’t live for things, but for our parentsThe Mother and Father Abyss!”  Day decided to place the seed under the signal halter strap on her shoulder.
“I saw Night’s Castle, ‘Noon Retreat’ he calls it,” Satina smirked.  “Mighty impressive actually.”
Day rose to her feet.  “Night did not hurt a single stone from the quarry.”  Day said proudly.  “He talked to the stones and told them how many he needed, size and weight.  Then“
“Yes, yes …  yes.”  Satina sighed placing her hand as if bored over her mouth.  “I heard you praising Night for these last two months.  He levitated the stones into place using the five elements earth, air, water, fire and--“
“SPIRIT!” Day jabbed the word into Satina’s chest.  “He listened to The Abyss and see.  Even that mountain once over there is now over here!”
“I know.  Even a leaf cannot fit between the Noon Retreat’s mighty ten-foot stones!”  Satina lowered herself to the ground. “I showed Night my pure gold castle one hundred feet taller and wider than ‘Noon Retreat’ he almost swam in envy.
“He did not!”
“He did too!”
“You’re a liar.”
“That is true,” Satina said. “It’s a pity things are as they are.”
“Don’t try to stir in guilt.”  Day complained.  “We were happy until you showed up.”
“Ignorant people are always happy.  People who don’t know what opportunities they’ve missed are happiest of all.  Those who believe they are rich don’t know they are poor.  Those who don’t know their every moves is being orchestrated by some hidden person, or group or even the Abyss live ecstatic lives.”
“Until they die or wake up to the truth“ Day countered.  “Then they cannot live down their ignorance and shame.”
“I’m glad you approve.”  Satina raised both hands into the air as if thanking the Abyss.  “It’s my job to wake people up.  All the people.  No matter who they are or where they live.  Envy, Jealousy, Greed, Pride, Anger, Arrogance, Covetousness, Competition, Lust, Sloth, Snobbery, Hubris, Sneakiness, Deception, Underhandedness, Secrecy, Fakery, Lies, and Gluttony.   And more.  These tools I use to give people a chance to experience a full and glorious life.  In these, Sister Day, I tell truth--my truth.  And yet,” Satina came closer to Day in an instant.  “You didn’t hear it.  You’re focusing on my dress the entire time.”  Satina went backwards and made a golden throne in the middle of the garden.  “See I do not need to hear you say, your jealous,” Satina laughed wickedly.  “All I need you to do is think jealous thoughts.  A little jealous like a little salt in food makes the world taste a whole lot better.”  Satina crossed her legs and smoothed down her black silk skirt from upper thigh to her knee.  “I am the ruler of this worldsort of.”
“The Abyss rules here, Satina.”  Day said walking up to confront Satina on her throne.  Satina did not flinch or cower. 
“This is my world.  You are my subjects!”  Satina eyes and hands caressed and admired her golden throne.  “I can be any place at anytime, future, past, present.”  She cast a suspicious eye at Day.  “Can you say the same?”
“I am everywhere because my parents are everywhere.”  Day countered.  She motioned to the golden throne glimmering in the sun.  I do not need a throne.  All I need is the Abyss.”  She smiled.
Satina uncrossed her legs.  She leaned forward.  :”You don’t get it.  If you have been delivered up to me; then your children likewise have been delivered--to me!”
This startled Day for a second.  For she knew her children, were children, even though adults.  They did not experience the Abyss for five days as she.  Even Night, forgot most of those original five days lying on the ground doing nothing.  Those meditative days where all was revealed and then concealed.  She alone kept a recollection of those days.  “My children can call on the Abyss whenever they want!”  Day said as she walked around Satina’s golden throne.  “My children know their Abyss parents have an ear for each and every one of them.  They are not alone.”
Satina made her throne super large.  Taller than the trees in the garden.  She herself became giant size.  Around Satina’s neck appeared a blue, green, and white colored ball hanging from a golden chain.  “DayDear Sister Day.” Her voice boomed out.
“Don’t call me, Sister!” argued Day.
“Come.  Come, now, Sister Day.”  Satina continued her voice booming in the forest garden.  “If you didn’t exist,” Satina pointed her black fingernail polished hands to her own B size chest.  “I wouldn’t exist.  We are like the front and back of our dress and skirt.  You can’t have a front without a back, now can we?”
“Get on with it Satina.”  Day tried to remain calm.  “What is it you want?”
“Your children,” her voice boomed throughout the forest, “Have had many children now.  It has been…300 years since your youngest children left. “  Satina stopped to let this sink in.  “Can you imagine how many children must be out in the world?  How many voices calling up to the Abysseven subconsciously.  We will not talk about those who keep the Faith of the Belief of Oneeven though already they’re called it countless names.  Not that I cannot handle them. Let us just deal with the confused children.  The children who have been led astray by their neglectful non-blessing parents, by mean spirited selfish-materialistic parents who didn’t really want children, by parents who are confused themselves, but who refuse to tell their children about the Abyss, by the money ministers, the tinkers and scientist ministers, by those information gatherers and teachers, by their clans and group think families, by their governments, tribal leaders.  Where dealing with the one’s who have been told to give up their brains, self-thinking and turn over their lives to those visibly here in the earth.  I bring you a deal, Day.  A sweet deal!”
“Out with your trickery, Satina.”  Day looked up into the huge face and body of Satina without fear.  “Strength does not go to tallness or largeness but to internal Abyss power.  Those who have the Abyss with them shall conquer anything regardless of how large or how small it may appear.”
Satina clapped stoically in a slow measured rhythm.   Her eyes sparkled as her angelic smile widened.  “I can sense your fear, Day.”  Satina shook her head slowly.  Her brunette hair moved up from laying on her shoulders to a chignon all by itself.  “Now we’re getting somewhere?”  When her hair finished arranging itself, Satina placed a tiara on her hair.  She looked liked a prom queen.  Day had no jewelry and looked positively plain and ordinary. 
“True beauty comes from inside.”  Day countered.
Satina laughed.  “You and I,” Satina pointed towards Day and herself, “Know this.  The question is do your children know this?”
“The Abyss rules all things.”
“If you, Day, do my bidding.  I shall spare your children.”  Satina finally offered with a conspiratorial twinkle in her eyes.
“No!”
“Are you not the mother of all earth children?”
“I am.”
“I am not concern about Night.”  Satina made herself and her throne small again.  Normal size.  She still wore her tiara and globe jewelry.  “You know men are easy to mislead.  All I have to do is give them a chance to fight over something and the entire civilization is mine for at least one hundred years--minimum.  Women are much trickery to deceive.  Women want to preserve things.  So instead of trying to trick you, Sister Day.  Let’s make a deal?”
“No deals.  No compromises.  No alliances, Satina.”  Day shot daggers from her eyes at Satina. 
“You are committing your children to chaos!”
“The Abyss Parents already committed us all to chaos, Satina.”  Day said trying to control her anger and fought back her tears.  “I understand.  I cannot hold my children and prevent them from mistakes.  You Satina must achieve your Fate through causing chaos.  Chaos is the way of it.  We must learn to grow through all things, good or bad, tasteful or distasteful.  This Dream the Abyss lives is a Drama.  Their Drama.  Who can say what experience will earn us the many crowns and a mansion our Abyss Mother and Father have waiting for us?”
“Who can say?”  Satina got angry. “I can say!”
“No!”
“All right.” Satina stood up and gave a contemptuous look at Day.  “I’ll leave you and Night in peace.  And cause your children chaos.”  She placed a hand on Day’s halter shoulder and stole the peach seed, but Day did not noticed because of her internal turmoil.  “Such a pity.  Two people hardly seem worth millions of lives of your children. Day.  I’m sure Night will be displeased.”
“Night holds his on.”  Day shot back. “He’s not that ignorant of the Abyss and it’s Internal Power.”
“Aha.”  Satina laughed.  “This man grieved because he couldn’t have more children.”
“It’s his own fault.  Doggy style sex done gently, lovingly, patiently is okay.  Not abruptly, practically by surprise.  I am not a breeder but a person.”
“My point exactly!”
Satina tried to hold Day’s hand.  “Let’s walk this way.  Away from the peach tree.  You have never seen the vast rivers and mountains have you.  You are developing a small mind.  That’s not good, Sister Day.”
“The Abyss let’s us see our children when they want.”
“See this river…” Satina pointed.  “A river feeds the land.  Much as a woman feeds her children.  However, the further people move from the river the less food they have.  Your children are far away now, Day.  If you do my bidding, I’ll see your children are always feed.”
“Never!” said Day.  “You think I can be persuaded to betray the Abyss by having a scenic walk?”
“It fools your children all the time.” Satina said.  “I simply tell them they don’t have to live under this land.  They can go form their own somewhere else.  I tell them.  I tell them the King and Queens don’t think any better than they.  I say, why should the Goddess and Gods appoint one person to rule over so many.  Why can’t you have a say?  Even become ruler?  It’s simple, Sister Day.  I take over the top post in every country and destroy that country.  I make sure the Abyss does not have their people in those top King and Queen slots.  I put idiots in charge everywhere.  And by the end of the ages, when the Abyss arrives again, Democracies, not the Aristocrats shall grow like weed grass all over this earth!”  Satina raised her arms wide.  “Democracy allows them to create their own land wherever they want.  I tell them if they are dissatisfied carve off a chunk of their old country and create a new country by the power of numbers.  Who cares if the Abyss blesses the King and Queen?  Anyone and everyone should be allowed to rule!  A change of scenery is the way of true equality.  The scenic route works very well. Smaller and smaller pieces, I’ll cut the land and create more chaos.  Five smaller countries where that one large country existed are much easier to rule.  Divide and conquer.  Divide and conquer.”
Day responded quickly.  “The same problems exist in all forms of governments.  So why not keep the form established by the Abyss?”
Satina shrugged her black silk draped shoulders.  “I agree.”  Satina turned back to face Day.  “But, Sister Day, your children don’t seem to understand greed comes in all sizes and shapes.”
“Someone should be responsible, some final person. Democracies have no final person.  Everyone says everyone else did it; someone else is the problem.  With the Aristocracy, the King or Queen is the final person responsible.  They cannot escape judgement.”
Satina shrugged.  “Perhaps, no one really wants to be responsible for chaos?”
“You like chaos.”
“How else can your children be tested?” Satina replied softly.  “Shall I let all the your sneaky and evil and selfish bastard into the mansions above to cause more havoc?”
“You never intended to spare me and Night?”
“Or course not, Sister Day.”  Satina laughed outrageously.  “I came to give you and Night, more to worry about.  So I’ve accomplished my purpose.”
“I hat” Day stopped herself and remained calm.
“Hate?”
“We all play our part in this game of life, Sister Satina.”  Day waved Satina goodbye as she went back to Noon Retreat to tell Night of her conversation.  “I don’t hate you.  I won’t do your bidding though.”
Satina watched Day go.  Satina waited for a few minutes then made herself mountain size and stood towered over the forest.  She could see Day walking into their mighty stone castle with Night.  Night wearing a concerned expression.  “Our battle royal is not over, Sister Day, Brother Night.  I’ll return again and again making the deal sweeter and sweeter.”
“I’m sure you will,” thought Day, knowing her thought reached Sister Satina.  “The answer will always be the same.  No!  Never!  You live your Fate and Night and I will live ours!”


End Chapter 53.



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Paradox plus the unwillingness to grow tear humanity down
Faster than a comet barreling into the sun.
Yes, I said TEAR (VERB) separate or cause to separate abruptly;
OR TEAR (NOUN) a drop of saline solution from your
Lacrimal (eye) glands;
Or TEAR (NOUN), ripping apart an opening made;
Or TEAR (NOUN) an occasion for excessive eating or drinking;
Or TEAR (NOUN) moving quickly and violently;
Or TEAR (VERB) one of many tears shed by
Humanity’s forced exercise in maturity;
Or my favorite--TEAR (VERB) to separate one from understanding the Abyss.
--FROM SATINA’S INTRODUCTION STATEMENT TO DAY



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