Wednesday, May 26, 2021

The Gospel According to the Letter 'P'

 This rendition of the resurrection story is based on the story found in the Gospel of Luke


Pre-dawn, a proficient and pleasant peasant party, a plethora of Marys plus peers, perambulated purposefully to the place of the permanently planted to perform prescribed perfuming practices on the passed away.  Pausing in the park, the party was puzzled -- the posterior partition plugging the portal was pushed passed its position.  Penetrating the portal, peekin in, the Promise - the prophesied Prince of Peace's presence had parted.  The perplexed party pondered the proceeding's particulars.

Partner plenipotentiaries presented themselves, probing the party. This plan proves impossible, to perceive a person with a pulse in a place pertaining to the plainly perished.  The Prince's pulse plus presence has parted.  Picked up plus propelled! Permeated by Progenitive Power!

Picking precise parables plus phrases the plenipotentiaries point to the Promise, the Prince of Peace's preachings: the Promise's plight of persecution, prison, public pain, prosecution by pompous priests plus poisoned politicians. Punishment. Permanent perishing, period. Patiently prepared to persevere passover of primetime, primetime, primetime--- POOF! A potent perfection of power, as the pulsating Prince of Peace 'ppears positively present.

Points perculated; the party perceived the parables plus phrases perfectly.  Pleased, promptly the party proceeded to portray the present prediciment to the pupils plus pals of the Prince of Peace. The party with passionate persistance produced a profound proclamation of the promise. The pupils plus pals pleaded, preposterous! --- presuming the party was partaking in penning phony prose.

Pragmatic Peter personally proceeded to the permanent place of the perished.  Plunged in. Poked about. Peter perceived paltry paraphenalia otherwise the portal presented perfectly plain, pristine.  The party's proclamation proved perfect.  Praise pure providence!

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