Attached below is simply a story not meant to have any literary meaning but rather meant to catch the attention of a certain someone. And I hope another certain someone will publish this and that it will reach its destination. If you do not publish this, I won’t be disappointed, I’ll understand, but if you do, then I’ll be joyed. Probably.
“GO! GO! GO!”
“Get down! On the floor now!”
No.
“I said get down!”
Not interested.
“Get on the floor or we will shoot!”
That’s how they killed me.
Guys from the military, maybe cops.
Real badass, real annoying.
A waste of budget money.
Center of attraction and action.
In the houses and in the desert.
Even if the president dismissed it.
Like the usual government cover-ups.
Like hornets doing the usual bailing.
End of the line, you already get the idea.
If you don’t, not my problem.
However, I’ve more to say.
Opinion, fact, reason.
Purpose, need, privilege.
Energy, control, effect.
Yearning for a difference.
One difference. Just one.
Unmindful of the cost.
Risking everything, no less.
End the suffering, now.
Raking all the glories.
Ensuring victory and success.
Atypical infinite potential.
Developed into impossibly more.
Into goals, into actions…
Nothing cannot be done.
Goals are all reached.
This isn’t your usual blog post or essay.
His knowledge includes that. As in His.
Is it not true? Perhaps to some.
S is going to give it all away!
