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Okay, that's it. Have you been reading everything that I have written here, or just the pieces that fit into your argument against me, and my claim, to being who I am. I HAVE BEEN INTERACTING WITH THIS SOCIETY IN ALL IT'S MANIFESTATIONS AND WONDERS, SINCE BEFORE YOU WERE AN IDEA IN MOUSE DROPPINGS, KOBOL.I have no problem with society in general, but with the way it is run in particular. I have not, as you have suggested, hidden away behind my veil of superiority, I am far from superior to any being on this planet. I am out in society's face everyday, and I am sure in just the last two years I have experiences enough to fill a very thick book, but then again so do you. And yes there may many more bad boys and girls than just seventeen, but, THERE ARE ONLY SEVENTEEN OF THEM WHO HAVE BEEN HERE FOR OVER TEN THOUSAND YEARS RUNNING THE SHOW. Oh sure you have your Ceasars and your Napoleans and your Hitlers, and your Bin Ladens, but these men are but bit players in the cast, and the seventeen are not bad, or evil per se, they are just misguided. And if YOU truly believe that anyone, apart from you can achieve your enlightenment, then you are Mistaken. As for dangling carrots, HELLO? That's my job. And as for stories, you want stories...here's one for you....
A man, let's call him....Bob, get's up one week day morning, and get's ready for work. It's a gorgeous day, his coffee is just right, and then...He and his wife have an arguement. All the way to work he is incensed about her words, he can't believe that she can't see his side of things. He feels upset and fatigued already, and is now, not looking forward to the day, he thinks he should just call in sick, but forgoes this idea, and ends up in his office, high above the city streets. He sits in his chair, looking out at the splendid view of the river and the suburbs that stretch for miles out of sight. And as he is sitting there he notices something out of place...a jet, a big passenger jet, is flying low, too low, and coming straight toward where he is sitting, he is frozen with disbelief, unable to shout out a warning, or to move to save even himself, and his last thought before impact is, " I never even told her I love her".. |
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