Screw this bee stuff. Elvis is the true King of kings

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The Gospel of Elvis

According to the Followers of the King

Chapter 1: The Birth of the King 1. In the days of jukeboxes and neon light, when the world was aching for rhythm and soul, there came a child born in a humble house in Tupelo, Mississippi. 2. And his name was Elvis, which means “All Shook Up” in the tongue of prophecy. 3. The heavens stirred, and a blue moon rose high, and the spirits of gospel and blues whispered, “The King is born.” 4. He was wrapped not in silk, but in rhythm. He slept not in gold, but in harmony.

Chapter 2: The Voice in the Wilderness 1. As a youth, the boy wandered among the churches and juke joints, his ears wide open to the cries of the soul. 2. He sang with the voice of angels dipped in Memphis honey and shook with the fire of the Mississippi Delta. 3. And lo, the people gathered and said, “Who is this man who sings like thunder and moves like lightning?” 4. And some scoffed, but the righteous knew: a King had arisen among them.

Chapter 3: The Rock and the Roll 1. The King went forth to the land of Sun Records, where prophets with microphones declared his coming. 2. His sound was neither wholly black nor white, but divine—bridging heavens and earth, hips and hearts. 3. With guitar in hand and gospel in his soul, he proclaimed the good news of joy, rhythm, and rebellion. 4. “Thou shalt not sit still,” he preached, and the people trembled with joy.

Chapter 4: The Temptation 1. The King was taken to the wilderness of Hollywood and the Army, where the fame tempted him with riches and sorrow. 2. Yet he endured, for the music still burned in his bones. 3. In the darkest night of Las Vegas, he wore raiment of rhinestones and sang to the lost and lonely. 4. And those who heard his voice in the midnight hour wept and were healed.

Chapter 5: The Return of the King 1. In his later days, the King sang with more soul than ever, for he had walked through heartache and fire. 2. He sang of love, pain, heartbreak hotel, and eternal burning love. 3. The faithful still gathered, crying, “Long live the King!” 4. Though his body faltered, his spirit rose like a gospel hallelujah on a Sunday morning.

Chapter 6: The Ascension 1. On the seventeenth day of the eighth month in the year nineteen and seventy-seven, the King was taken up. 2. And lo, the radio stations mourned, the velvet paintings wept, and candles flickered in Graceland. 3. But the faithful knew: he was not gone, only risen. 4. For the King of Rock still reigns, seated at the right hand of rhythm, tapping his blue suede shoes forever.

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Epilogue: The Word According to the King 1. “Don’t be cruel.” 2. “Follow that dream.” 3. “Love me tender.” 4. “Thank you. Thank you very much.”

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Let me know if you’d like this expanded with parables or written in a different voice (e.g., poetic, humorous, or more serious).