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Mount Olympus High



The earth shook, the ground rumbled, the skies shown magnificent colors of lightening

bolts, and all was well with the gods. Standing at the front of the class was a skinny,

scrawny youth of a boy with long scraggly hair. "My name is God," he said, "And I have

just moved here from Heaven."

"What brought you to Olympus? And what tricks can you do God?" asked Satan at the

back of the class.

"Well, I moved here because my mother Gaia would like me to be in a better

environment with people of my own stature. As for tricks, the only trick I am good at is

making people believe what I say." The entire class welcomed him. He took his seat by a

beautiful girl with long blonde hair, full, luscious breasts, the bluest of eyes and an

intoxicating scent on the senses. She was Aphrodite, beautiful to all. She gave God a

wink as he sat down and he could feel the redness swelling in his cheeks. Satan on the

other hand, hiding his doubt, snickered to himself at what an ass God was. Just then, the

door to the classroom slammed open and in walked a dark girl, bedecked with jewelry

from head to toe, long black hair, big teeth and blood red lipstick. God noticed this girl

had huge hands with sharp razor nails. She cast a look at God which sent shivers

down his spine. "Who is that?" God asked Aphrodite.

"That, God, is Kali." Aphrodite said without looking up.

Kali put her bag down and pulled out a sword and sat it on her desk. "So, Professor

Thoth, who is our new student today?" she asked the teacher sarcastically with a wry

smile and tilt to her head, as she ran her fingernails against the blade of the sword.

"Kali, this is God. He just moved here from Heaven and we would like to welcome him if

that is okay with you? And will you please remove your sword from the desktop? I really

hate how the desks are getting chipped up because you guys think it is absolutely

necessary

to place your toys on it." Thoth eyed Kali waiting for a response. Thoth wore a crescent

moon upon his head and taught the fine art of mathematics and writing. He was a tall man

and often people said he looked like a baboon. Although he would never admit to it, he

was known for decapitating people who went against his authority. Kali's eyes switched

from Thoth's to God's and under her breath she muttered, "Yes, God, welcome to

Olympus." As she slid her sword

off the desk and propped it up against the side of it. Aphrodite leaned towards God giving

him a word of advice. "Kali had children two years ago and she ate them all. She said

they were a

bunch of little brats and tasted better anyways. And if you haven't noticed, she has ten

arms, which usually means she is pissed off. So a word of advice, stay as far away from

her as possible. She is only trouble." God shuttered to think how cruel it would be to eat

your own children. He noticed that Kali had a desk bigger than all the other students

which she kept at a distance from all the rest. He wondered how she ever made up her

mind of which arm to write with. He quietly

thought that if she used all ten arms to write with at the same time, they could all answer

a different test question and she could finish sooner than everyone else. He thought, what

a cheater, to have that many arms.

Satan began waving his hand wildly in the air. "Uuuum excuse me Professor Thoth?"

"Yes Satan?" Thoth kept an eye on him, for he knew he was sly and a bit of an instigator.

"I would like to mention to God, that I too, am good at getting people to believe me." As

if he had just finished an important speech and was congratulated for a job well done, he

slicked back his

black hair from his red face, taking special heed of the hairs around his horns. He was

always dressed nicely and had a fine body, a real heartbreaker a lot of the girls would say.

Aphrodite got up from her chair and walked over to Satan's desk and leaned over just

enough to show some cleavage. Her breasts were heaving with every breath and Satan

couldn't help but notice

them. "Why don't you come up to my place later on and we can study?" She leaned a

little further until he had a full view. If Satan ever blushed you could never tell. "Sorry

Aphrodite babe, but I have other things to do. Why don't you go ask God over there, he

looks like he might need to get laid." With that him and Kali and a few others let out a

laugh.

"That is enough!" Thoth boomed. "Satan, you shall go to see Zeus right now."

Satan slowly got up from his desk and headed for the door, not looking back.

"Kali, if I hear another word, a snicker, or if you even look the wrong way or move an

eyebrow out of place, you will be next." He fumed at her and if you looked just right, you

could see his crescent glowing hot with steam.

"As for the rest of you, I will not tolerate this kind of behavior in my classroom. You are

here to learn and if you refuse to obey the laws at Mount Olympus, the consequences are

drastic." he

said in a demanding tone.

He observed the class, how they were all so very different, yet the same. "You are all

dismissed. I will see you on day three."



Mount Olympus had class on day two, three, seven and nine. There were nine days in a

week on Olympus and a day lasted 47 hours. Twenty-three hours for daylight, twentythree

hours for night time, 30 minutes for Re to push the sun up into the air and 30

minutes for Ratri to pull up the moon. It was the usual gossip around school that Re and

Ratri were lovers. But the teachers assured everyone that even though Re was burning

with love, Ratri was as cold as ice. As the students filed out of class, God took notice of

how beautiful things were. Trees grew especially tall here and the grass was the greenest

ever. Color is something he was not used to, as Heaven was just plain white. Just then he

heard a ruckus and looked to see a few people pointing and laughing at Satan. Satan had a

big burn mark on his rear-end and was rubbing it as he walked through the campus.

Aphrodite made her presence noticeable to God by taking hold

of his arm and walking alongside him. "He got a bolt up his ass by Zeus." She said

nodding her head in Satan's direction.

"That is what happens when you go see Zeus?" God asked with a bit of fear in his voice.

"Well, God, the answer to that is simple. Yes. When you piss off a teacher here at Mount

Olympus, you are sent to see Zeus. Nine times out of ten the kids who are sent to him

never return to him,

but in Satan's case, he never learns. He seems to have a knack for anything dealing with

fire, like it doesn't bother him or something."

"I hope I never have to meet him." God claimed in a hushed voice.

"So where is he going to now?" asked God

"Who? Satan?"

"Yes." He replied.

"Everyday after class he heads to the river and there he has contests with a few others."

"What kind of contest Aphrodite?" God asked.

"Ants." She answered.

"Ants? That is the contest?" God looked baffled.

"Might you show me where this contest is? I would like to see what it's all about." he

asked.

Aphrodite glanced at him tightening her grip on his arm. He admired the way her hair

blew freely in the wind and he couldn't help but notice how her breasts bounced about

happily, well formed and clothed nicely.

"Can I ask you a question God?

"Sure."

"Are you a virgin?" she blurted out.

His face turned the color of an apple and he could light up an entire sky red. He put his

head down.

"If you don't want to ans…" she said but was cut off by God.

"As an honest person, yes I am a virgin." He said.

She stopped, and faced him, eyes bluer than a clear blue sky, and

stared deep into him. "Will you let me show you?" She asked.

"Show me what?"

"The beauty of sex." She said.

He thought hard for a minute and replied, "No, Aphrodite, as beautiful as you are, I

cannot."

She lightly kissed him on the cheek and took hold of his arm and began walking again.



They were nearing the edge of campus and all along the paths were different shops. The

first one they passed had a short stout man with one leg shorter than the other. This, God

thought to himself, was the ugliest man he had ever seen. Approaching the edge of the

shop, he could see inside that this man was making weapons of all sorts.

"That is Vulcanus. He makes arrows and swords and blades of all kinds." She said.

"Would you like to go inside and see?"

He was a little uncomfortable but said, "Yes" and they ventured in.

Vulcanus gave one look at God and said, "New student at Mount Olympus eh?" God was

a little edgy by this man's very presence and the weapons that were fashioning every

wall, but quickly answered him. "Yes sir, my name is God and I come from Hea…"

"Heaven. I know. I know who you are." He interrupted God. "I hope you don't think by

moving here to Olympus you can try and make everyone believe the things you say,

because we have weapons lad, and we aren't afraid to use them on that scrawny mouth of

yours."

At this, God tugged on Aphrodite's arm and urged her to go. As they were leaving

Vulcanus's shop, God took notice of the weapon hanging on the west wall, the blade the

shape of a dolphin. He thought, such talent, to construct something this magnificent.

Outside the doorway in a frenzy of emotional distress and crying a river of tears, a

beautiful girl ran by in the most radiant silken garments. She had a lotus flower in her

hand and seemed to be clutching it tightly as if death would strike her if she let go.

"Who is that girl?" he asked Aphrodite.

"Radha, Radha, Radha. That is who she is, such a drama queen. Emotional to the core

and always crying." Aphrodite sighed.

"What does she get from crying though?"

"To let you in on what everyone else in this school knows, Radha is in love with Krsna,

and they have sex quite frequently, but Krsna always goes back to Rukmini, which leaves

Radha in distress like this. Such a pity that girl cannot find someone better. I mean she is

beautiful and her garments are well becoming, but she needs to set her eyes on someone

else. He is clearly not interested."

"I agree." God said. He couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor girl. He wished there was

something he could do, but there wasn't. He looked over towards Aphrodite who was

glowing exquisitely in Re's light. He wanted to feel her, but could not give himself to the

idea. She looked intriguing and he longed to be touched by her. She began tugging at him

to walk a little faster and he snapped out of his thoughts to see a group of people dancing

around a man playing

pipes.

"Oh Aphrodite, how fair and beautiful you are everyday." The man with the pipes

exclaimed as they walked closer. "Will today be the day my dear?" He asked, now

standing next to her. "Will I have those breasts as mine, my body in you, my tongue

exploring every curve?" He whispered into her ear from behind her as his hands found

the curve of her hips.

"Not today Pan, I've told you several times I am not interested. You just keep playing

those pipes."

"Ahhh, but Aphrodite, you are sweet to taste and I long to caress every bit of you."

"Yes, Pan. I am well aware of that. Maybe someday I might change my mind. But not

today."

He let his hands slide down the sides of her hips and quickly trotted back on his hoofs

over to his stump and took up his pipes and began playing again. The people were all so

happy, some dancing, some making love, God did not notice that half of them were

naked.



"Here son, drink this." An old, tall man with white cloths draped over him and a long

white beard handed God a small blue vial with a brass topper.

"What is it?" God asked. "And who are you?"

"I am a physician son, my name is Asklepios. I cure the sick, and heal the wounded. Take

this and drink and you shall be cured of any sickness that might be lingering with you."

"I am never sick sir and have no use for this. I am sorry, but please accept my apologies."

God replied as he handed the vial back to the old man. The old man looked oddly at him.

"Strange. You say a sickness has never befallen you?"

"Yes, I have never been sick."

"Let's see if we can fix that!" A loud mouthed, arrogant boy came walking by and threw a

snake upon God. Upon touching him, it turned into a stick but as it fell to the ground it

changed back into a snake. The boy gasped and fell backwards. God looked at him

keenly.

"Now, boy, will you drink the vial?" asked Asklepios.

"What for old man? I haven't a mark on me, nor one bad cell, no cough, no fever and I am

not insane." Said God somewhat irritated that he would not stop asking.

"You do now." Said the boy lying on the ground heavily breathing and pointing at the

bite marks upon God's arm.

Aphrodite kicked dirt into the boy's face. "Ares, I should say, I will have a word with

Zeus about this. You are not even old enough to be in these parts of Olympus, I am sure

he will be disappointed with you."

"Yeah wait till he puts a bolt up your ass boy!" yelled God.

"Hush, God." Aphrodite soothed his arm. "He is one of Zeus's children. He will be

punished worse than the students."

"Yes, sister, and wait till I tell father how you are whoring around with the new student.

He might decide to take God in for a few bolts himself don't you think?" said the boy.

"What? You are a daughter of Zeus!?" God stood upright and stared Aphrodite in the

eyes finally becoming aware of the pain in his arm. He looked at it in shock. "Where are

you from God?" asked

Asklepios.

"I moved here from Heaven with my mother Gaia."

"Well son, what you were capable of doing in Heaven, you cannot do here. I am sorry if

you find this disturbing. Please drink the vial and cure yourself." Handing the vial back to

God, he quickly

took it, popped off the brass topper, and drank the entire vial in one gulp. Not sure of if

he did the right thing, he studied his arm to find that it healed almost immediately, with

no trace of a bite

mark.

"Ares go home!" Aphrodite screamed.

"You hopeless wench, I'm telling dad!" he screamed back.

She took hold of God's arm and told him, "We had better go if you want to see the

contest."



They continued walking down the path until they came to a river. Huge Willow trees

hung along the sides of the river and their tips touched the waters surface. Once in a

while a tiny ripple would shake the water from a leaf landing on it. Aphrodite pointed to a

naked woman in the middle of the river. "That is Abnoba. She owns the forest and the

river." God noticed the woman in the river was truly beautiful, with long black hair, pale

skin, and a perfect body, but she was withdrawn. She bathed in the river in front of

everyone as if no one but her existed. "A few boys like my brother Ares, are a bit

perverted at times and will hide up in the trees to watch her bathe. She never takes notice

of them." She said as she noticed God staring at the woman.

"Who is that now?" God asked as he saw another woman enter the river. Aphrodite

turned to see a woman wading through the river towards Abnoba. The woman was slim,

with long blonde locks, perfect skin, and an absolute enchantment about her which made

the jealousy

in Aphrodite arise. God kept watching the two women. Before he knew it, the blonde

woman was behind Abnoba, kissing the back of her neck, a breast in each hand. God had

never seen this before and he looked away to Aphrodite. She was angry he could tell. He

took her hand in his. "You are beautiful Aphrodite. Do not get upset that these women

take part in such an action." She looked at him and began to cry. God put his arms around

her and drew her

near and gently put his lips to hers. In that split second the whole world had been lifted

and he felt as light as the air around him. He was not in Heaven anymore.

The ground shook and a great thunder clapped against the sky. A roaring chariot led by

two goats came to a halt in front of God and Aphrodite. Both standing confused, a very

large man with a red beard stepped from the chariot. He had on a massive girdle and iron

gloves and in his right hand, a short-handled hammer. "Venus!" he bellowed. The blonde

haired woman in the river quickly broke away from Abnoba. He struck his hammer on

the ground so violently that one of the aged willow trees fell over right in the direction of

Venus running. She screamed. "Venus!" He screamed again, this time louder. She came

running to him, naked, the whole time looking back

to see if Abnoba was okay. She could see that she was still in the river bathing and this

eased her tension. She stood before Thor, dripping wet. He immediately picked her up

over his shoulder and got into his chariot and summoned for his goats to go. The goats, as

if being scolded, took off in a flash, like the sound of a tornado whirling by, the ground

rumbled beneath God and Aphrodite's feet and they were gone.

"So that was Venus. She was pretty." Aphrodite said.

"Not as pretty as you."

She took his hand and they kept walking.



"Oh isn't this cute. A little wench, with a new boy." It was Kali, her ten arms moving

about ferociously.

"Can't you find something better to amuse yourself with today Kali then looking at naked

women in a river?" Exclaimed Aphrodite.

"And can't you amuse yourself with something besides this twig of a man Aphrodite?"

Kali shot back. "I think your father might be a tad upset to see you with such a thing,

don't you think?"

"I think you should be on your way Kali." A woman stepped out from behind a bush. She

was snakelike and fully armed.

"Athena!" Aphrodite ran over to her sister and hugged her. "Does father know you are

here?"

"I don't think so. But I won't be here long. I am still a bit pissed off at Ares. I hear he is

being a bit of an asshole?"

"Yes, Athena. Just today he threw a snake at God and his arm was bitten as a result."

"That rat bastard. I will have Hermes send a message to father from the battleground with

the Gorgon monster. I will make sure father knows of his ways."

"Very well sister, I am about to take God down to the banks to watch the Ant contest. I

will see you soon." Aphrodite embraced her sister one last time and then turned to God.

"The Ant contest lies ahead."



It was the strangest thing God had ever seen. A few very old men were sitting at their

proper banks watching cities of ants. Passerby's were allowed to view but could not give

them any

suggestions. The first man had slanted eyes and a fat, round belly. "My name is Buddha.

My ants contain themselves very well and follow my word with heart." Looking down

into the great city, there were armies of ants lined up ready for battle. Women and

children were sectioned off in a different part of the city. The second man wore an orange

turban on his head and was tall,

slender and wore silk pants with a dress over the top. "My name is Allah, and my ants

believe in nothing more but me. Witness them now if you will, taking up their swords to

fight for my existence." Viewing his city were ants wielding swords fighting amongst

themselves. The women were veiled and the children were kept locked away. The third

man had several arms and wore lots of makeup and was covered with jewelry and fine

silk clothes. He said, "My name is Krsna, and I have a great city of ants. Mostly men with

shaved heads wearing robes were in Krsna's city, among a few women and children who

were to be seen and never heard. The fourth man was aged with a beard that went almost

to his knees, the purest white. Sad sunken eyes, wrinkles and indentured lines upon his

face, he said, "I am YWHW, and I have a city of pure

intellectuals, truly honest believers." The ants in this city were preachers of the faith.

God had noticed the last person sitting there. He was younger than the rest and noticed

God as him and Aphrodite walked by. "So it is you. You just could not resist that

curiosity of yours. You were wondering what I was doing after Zeus, shot me in the ass

with the bolt. And of course your little wench told you I was here."

"Yes, Satan, I have come to see what this is all about and not just to see you."

"Well, my good friend, I will show you. You see here my city of ants? They believe in

themselves. There is no one higher than them. They don't fight amongst themselves

because to each of them

they are equal. My numbers are growing everyday. Men, women, and children are treated

the same. YHWH has grown sad, Allah has grown frustrated, Buddha has grown weak

and Krsna is disappointed. I, on the other hand, could not be happier. They choose

to live for

themselves, not me."

"And so you think this is the wise thing to do?" God asked.

"Why wouldn't it be? They can live freely among themselves. They are not under any

authority." Satan was getting agitated that God was voicing his opinion on his city.

"I think you should let all the cities loose and let them run rampant across the lands. See

what shall happen." God was looking to each of the men proposing his idea to them.

Buddha let out a sigh of relief. "I do not think it will hurt to see how our people will react

to each other. Come everyone, open the gates to your cities."

With hesitant gestures Allah, YHWH and Krsna did as Buddha said and opened the gates.

Satan sat there baffled that they had done such a thing. "Are you mad? Do you know

what will happen?"

"Surely Satan, you will let your ants out to mingle with ours will you not?"

"I most certainly will not. My people have freedom. If they are

let out their freedom will be taken from them."

"How so Satan?" asked Allah.

"Watch and see." Satan replied.



Before he knew it the ants of all the cities were fighting each other. As they kept fighting,

they grew bigger and bigger until they were as big as Allah, YHWH, Buddha and Krsna.

Satan stepped back alongside God and Aphrodite and watched as the human sized ants

shed the blood of their creators upon the lands of Olympus. Once their creator's were

defeated, they disappeared in thin air.

"God, do you now see what I mean? I keep them happy and I stay alive."

Satan slicked back his black hair on his red head. "You know God, you are pretty sly. I

never thought you were that good to persuade them to open the gates and let them all

out."

"Well, I plan on taking up this ant contest in the coming years, and I think you will be

quite an opponent Satan."

With that, God took Aphrodite's hand and took up her offer to study that night.

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Angelus
01:28 Sep 10 2010

.. a well written, thoughtful piece: this left me grinnin, from ear to ear.

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