Have Faith

“I have faith do you have faith?”

“Yeah I have faith and I agree with you that building this temple is the best idea.”

The man lit a cigarette as he took out his hammer,” let’s get started then, we got a lot of work to do.”

The temple went up in days, nobody was around to see it but you have to agree if you were there that it was a sight to behold. I don’t know ass add some explosions ore something kaboom haha funni. I had a plot but there is nothing left now, the police are slamming on my door and they want something from me.

I am pretty sure my lack of focus is making me not write or want to write a plot, and I shouldn’t work on the current project because of that. I’m in a slumpy kinda day. I didn’t adhere to a story structure like the other freewriting but I don’t care, I can do what I want in these and yyoiu’oll have to just lump it. Sucker.

The car landed at the pavillion, the temple was a magnificent sight for a ll to behold. Tit’s glittery walls shot up and towered over the endtire city. A city which was never happy about this temple and less so when it shot up and blocked up the sun. Beeep boop beep boop not sure why they would land at this temple, exspecially one that’s so big. Should I correct these spelling mistakes? Best not to. Anyway, they left the care and walked into the temple and my gotd it was just as…no actually. It was small on the inside. John and Jack and Felicia saw nothing but a single white void, sustained over the length of the entire temple.

The y looked back and the entreance too had disappeared . I don’t know if it would be more or less tdetrimental to edit spelling mistakes and/or have coherent stories. I f I had coherent stories and fewer spelling mistakes what would the benefit be? Showing completed stories to others? I think that’s the only benefit so I may just stop showing to other people. Problem solved , easy. But the problem for me aha has been solved, not so much for the three poor suckers who are now trapped in this temple. Golden bulls abounded everything everywhere, and there was a sense that these things were not being created but had always been in there.

“I’m a cool dude, but this is scary.” Jack said, cooly.

“I also have a character trait,” Feleica (not how it’s spellt) “I can do stuff as good as anyone else. And I have a science degree, why not? I think that the world would be a better place if alchohol was illegal, but I’ m not annoying about it. I just have my beliefs and would only profess them if I was pressed by someone.”

“I can do this kinda stuff too. I have a character traist which I can compeare with you guys and hope that I think of a personality in the next five seconds.” Johmn asaid. As John was trying to think of a personality the roof was collapsing. But it was bizzarre, it was like the entire temple was collapsing but beyond the roof which awas crumbling was just more white.

All slope no handled edge, you understand? That is something written on the walles here where were clollapsing with rapid enthusiasm. The three wheere joined by a fourth, the priest. “What brings you here?” he said, as the roof began crumbleing aound him.

“We are all ready to go, I’d say,” said John.

“Didn’t you say that originally, jack?” Asked the priest.

“I woas going to be the one to say that, but I think that John needs the extra lines. He doesn’t have a personality.”

Jack said, still remaining as cool as the cucumber he was pborn in. HA you weren’t expecting that, eweere you ?

“Stop it with the plot twists,” Felcia asked, “They’re not really adding anything to our present situation.”

“Once again,” I said, “The wrong beperson began talking. It was John I was talking to but I needed you to do something. So shhh.” I said, shushing Felicia as effectively as ever.

The priest motioned to the exit, “There’s the eixit.” Fuck this keyboatd man, the keys are tiny and you need to press them allll the way yoto the keyboard to actually type anything. But whatever, you can descite okay that one was me god damn I gotta stop caring so muh about spelling errors in freewriting, it’s freewriting for god’s sake. It has to be a smooth operation and that includeds having spelling erros. If I go back and fix them I’m just contributing to the issue of worrying too much about spelling errors. If I just keep making errors then I’ll get better at not making erorors.

Man, what a temple.