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Violence had broken out between protesters and police in hot spots on the Capitol grounds.
Coffey felt that he was needed.
He didn't necessarily look the part of a protester.
His backpack was full of camera gear.
He wore a cowboy hat and a camouflage hunting jacket.
Oh yeah.
Not like the protester.
So this is not Luke Coffey in the picture, right?
His backpack had camera equipment inside of it, Tony.
He stood out.
He was a sore thumb among this crowd.
Oh no, maybe, maybe.
I didn't want to talk about, but you know, right.
He didn't look like a January 6th protester.
I mean, if he, he does have a beard and is a chubby white man.
Um, so he's wearing a camouflage jacket and a cowboy hat, but his backpack had camera equipment inside of it.
And I actually heard some of it was a film.
I heard some of it was film.
I heard this guy shoots film.
People watching him walk by were like, go back to California, City Slicker, with your camera gear inside your backpack.
I see the bulge of the lens.
That's a Nikon lens in there, isn't it?
If it's not a lens, it's a bong.
Either way, get the hell out of here, Cowboy.
He wore a cowboy hat and a camouflage hunting jacket.
As a joke for a buddy, Coffey put on green face paint used for duck hunting.
What?
As a joke, totally separately.
I'm also a real jokester.
I don't know if you knew this.
But yeah, I had to put on the green paint on my face, totally coincidentally.
As a joke, I put my fingerprints all over the murder weapon.
It was a joke for a buddy.
Where is that guy anyway?
Where'd he go?
And honestly, my buddy's really thorough.
My buddy's like a really clever guy, so I figured I'd probably shoot the gun a couple times, get a little gunpowder on my hand, you know?
Um, so like, I'm just thorough cause you know.
It's a prank, it's a prank, it's a prank.
Maybe you didn't understand what I said.
Yeah.
What I said was, God told me to put on a hunting jacket and camouflage face paint and walk into a sea of protesters trying to run into the Capitol building.
God specifically told me to be funny if I put the paint on.
He said it'd be a good joke for my friend.
And then what?
Oh, what?
I died and wound up at the gates of hell?
I was like, no, it was a prank.
It was a prank.
Yeah, it's a prank, it's a prank, it's a prank.
Don't worry about it.
Okay, I felt the Holy Spirit saying, Luke, go up to the front and pray, he told the Epoch Times.
It was a long walk, but the trek seemed to pass in the blink of an eye.
Coffey saw scores of people looking at him intently with friendly expressions.
Some made eye contact and seemed to beckon him.
Paper scraps fell from above as he walked, twirling in the stiff breeze like ticker tape confetti.
He looked up, but Coffee could not see where the paper bits came from.
He grabbed one from midair.
On it was a quote from scripture.
He recalls feeling inspired by it.
He grabbed a second piece, another quote from the Bible.
Are these just shredded Bibles?
Like you should be concerned if you're like a, you know, man of the Lord.
Dude, that would be so sick.
You just like throwing Bibles into a shredder, like a threshing machine.
I just think every little thing is like a blessing though.
Everything is like an omen.
Yeah.
Oh, feet first into the wood chipper.
They were encouraging verses, he said.
I grabbed one and read it and then kept going and grabbed another.
It's what encouraged me to keep walking up to where I ended up.
It's wild how quickly I made it to that area by the terrace.
I love how none of them were like motivating enough to just walk past the next piece of paper.
Or motivating enough that he would, like, relay that verse?
Like, what Bible verse was it?
Yeah, yeah.
Which one made you, which one made you go do, uh, sedition?
Which one made you go do a federal crime, man?
I need to hear it.
It's a good one.
It's just a good one.
You know the one.
Oh, what if it's, like, one of the satanic verses?
Oh, that'd be hard.
Like, what if Glenn Danzig was up there and he was shredding his personal Bibles with all the extra books in them?
It was just Bible paper.
It wasn't Bible verses at all.
More convinced than ever that he was being divinely guided toward the massive crowd on the Lower West Terrace, Coffey approached his destination.
He began to see signs of chaos.
An injured man walked past.
He was bleeding, Coffey said, and I wanted to pray for him and wipe the blood off his face.
Having worked most of his career in television and film production, Coffey said the blood was fake.
