Little Benny loved to drink and smoke cigars. He loved smoking more than anything. Benny’s good conscious always warned him that he had better slow down and start thinking about his health. Little Benny lived in a world of black and white strips and frames. His world was unreal. Benny believed that nothing could happen to him and that belief was unreal. Little Benny did not worry about lung cancer as he played with the smoke of his cigar. He would smoke and make giant puffs of smoke in the air. Little did Benny know that there was a demon in the smoke of his cigar planning to destroy his health.
The smoke demon got into his conscious and said, “Yea, go ahead Benny. Enjoy your smoking. It will always help you to relax."Benny knew that the smoke demon was lying, but he tried to look at the lie as the truth. Walking pass his mirror, Little Benny saw the wrinkles under his eyes and his teeth slowly turned yellow. He hung his head and took the big cigar out of his mouth. Little Benny thought, “I love my cigar. The smell of the smoke smells like fresh cherries.” Little Benny decided to lay his cigar down into his ashtray for a little while. He sat down in his chair and thought, “ I cannot let my cigar go.”
Like all of us, whether we know it or not, Benny was surrounded by a strong spirit world. There was good spirit around him, and there was bad. There was good and bad on the inside of him too. It seemed that he was very weak when it came to choosing the good side because he loved things that were not good for him. The bad spirit was able to control him whenever he was weak.
