It all started long ago, before the mass exodus and before everything that entailed afterwards. Tyler for many years had grown complacent with his life. School was a cinch, women were like dominoes. There was not much that Tyler could say he had not attempted and been totally awesome in it's execution. It came to a time where Tyler began to search for a great endeavor, one in which the annals of history would sing his name. One night, the inspiration came. Tyler sat in the backyard in the presence of a friend. "I'm bored." Tyler mentioned to his friend who stared up into the night sky.
"Bored? But your life is just so awesome! However could you be bored?"
"Oh I envy your ignorance my handsome naive friend. When one such as I have lived and done it all, the soul yearns for something else...something to make the change in history like Jesus, or Gandhi, or Justin Bieber."
"But what ever will you do?" Asked his friend with a shaky voice, in complete awe of Tyler's greatness.
With a finger stiff and confident Tyler pointed towards the heavens and exclaimed "There! The stars! I shall find my crucifix there, and etch my name into the solid stones of fate!" The words never forgotten, and the journey immediately undertaken. Dropping out of school and leaving all he loved, Tyler walked thousands of miles, only stopping to soak in his own awesomeness. His destination? NASA headquarters. All eyed him as he strutted straight past security personnel and to the head director's office.
"What do you want? Whats the meaning of this?" He was surprised at the confidence emanating from Tyler, and even became quite stimulated.
Tyler only said three words. He pointed to his crotch, "This," pointed upwards "there," and pointed behind him "yesterday."
The director nearly released upon himself. The words so confidently spoken, how could he refuse? So, the mission was planned. Tyler lied on his back and allowed his erection to point his destination. When critics said he was crazy he responded: "Crazy is only when we do not push ourselves to greatness. Even if we are sure to fail, crazy is allowing that assurance to dictate our lives. And bitches...bitches be crazy dude."
It only took a couple of months before NASA launched Tyler into space, unknowing of his destination and what he would do upon his arrival. Tyler had launched with only three possessions: A camera to record his discoveries, A condom to initiate intercourse upon sexual arousal, and a sack of the worlds greatest chronic. Surprisingly before he knew it a pink planet began to take form in the distance and soon Tyler found himself inside its gravitational pull. The planet was bare but full of giant slug people that embraced him with open arms. Both were amazed at the never before seen species, and both stood at the threshold of history: the very first interaction with life outside of earth. When Tyler noticed that they were showing interest in his green sack, Tyler whipped out his piece and loaded a bowl. Never before had these slugs experienced a high as great as this, and in return the people marched out their finest women and allowed for Tyler to take his pick. He did so with no difficulty as every slug looked the same. Using his camera Tyler began not only the first footage of alien life but the first human-alien slug porno. Tyler slid his pants down revealing his sweet package and in the honor of his home, sang his national anthem. As soon as his respect was offered Tyler embraced the slug and began his penetration all the while screaming out his name "Tyler Lacombe! Tyler Lacombe! Tyler Lac..." But something went wrong. The high salinity of his ejaculation caused a release of a terrible virus that shot up his urethra and completely dissolved all of Tyler's Being. The loss of his greatness was definitely a loss to the whole world. Fortunately there was a live feed to NASA who had received the footage.
Because the footage of Tyler's sex death with the slug slut of Xerxes 9 was the only one of their culture, the American public was forced to be made witness of his death. In a matter of an hour the whole world knew of his name and just as he had intended became a household name. There were two things that was clear on the footage: instant death upon ejaculation but just before Tyler portrayed a face of complete ecstasy. It was clear that the climax was the best anyone had ever experienced, and seeing it before their eyes the people of the world wished to follow in his footsteps. Tyler's expedition had paved the way for a mass exodus of people all endeavoring to experience the best sex of their lives but instant death. By the end of the year almost 60% of the worlds population had left and met their maker at the end of their genitals. Threats of war from world leaders rang throughout the world fearing the whole exodus was a plot by the Xerxes 9 people to destroy earth. But the real truth is that people just wanted to have sex. Tyler was a hero and a devil. He was the first to meet alien life, get them high and film a pornographic film with them. A statue of him was built in just about every city, and the question remained through out the world for centuries to come, "would you have sex with an alien slug slut from Xerxes 9 and experience the best sex ever only to die instantly afterwards?" It seems that the world had decided.
Of course all of this would have actually happened but on the eve his departure Tyler had realized he still had homework to do and found himself distracted. Then he was determined to smoke and then leave but just as always instead found himself passed out on the couch.
C.R.
Monday, July 7, 2014
Saturday, July 5, 2014
Expectations
Caleb fixed his collar and checked his edges, they always seem to fold up around his waist. It had been a long time since his expectations were as high as they were, despite the red flags that he had seen. What was it that drove him emotionally? He had only two loves in his life and both ended in pain and even still Caleb found himself falling into the pitfalls. Nervousness coursed through him, a good sign. At first the night was supposed to be shared by only himself and her, but she saw it in a different light as she had spread the word and other people were to join. The news was not received as it should have been though. Obviously this girl did not share the same perspective and Caleb should have realized it but foolishly overlooked it. Even when the suspicion rose inside of him he simply pushed it away from the logic of his thoughts and continued his illusion. Often he found himself in a separate reality, it was much easier to deal with. Still though, the meeting time was set and Caleb waited patiently in a strategic location so that any of the people arriving would easily be seen. The time to meet was only minutes after his arrival and so Caleb was sure the wait would not be very long.
The table was just out front of an ice cream shop where numerous couples sat and enjoyed each others company. He missed that dynamic. His last relationship ended bitterly and still he struggled to get over it and having the company of his friends was gonna help, it was just a matter of waiting. Still, Caleb's greatest weakness was his own mind. For some reason whenever his time went idle, his thoughts began to race and conduct their destruction. He had his own flaws as well that fueled his destructive mind. Often he found himself upset, or depressed and instead of dealing with them in a healthy manner he would instead find ways to run as far as he could away from them. At first it was done through music and writing, but as he matured so did his conduits for abandonment. Alcohol, drugs, and self deprecation became the preferred outlets. Caleb was the type of guy who often loaded his plate with more than he could handle, he would also tend to put aside his own happiness for his ironic pursuit of happiness. Losing his love was a difficult situation to handle, and in the wake of the loss Caleb threw himself into his preferred outlets and found himself drowning in intoxication. He easily found success in work and school but love is where he always struggled and now being in the market once again he felt stranded. Still this opportunity with a new girl excited him and filled him with great expectations. She was beautiful and very intelligent. Knowing he was vulnerable Caleb ignored his internal warnings and sat with patience for the her and everyone else to show up.
An hour went by of being surrounded by happy couples and families walking up and down the marketplace. Surrounded by joy and joviality, Caleb felt abandoned and upset. Finally he got up from his strategic seat and walked the front of the meeting place and a pit formed in his stomach. Obviously his friends and her had arrived but had made their way in without him. It was the last thing he needed, and the emotion pulled him strongly. And as he walked out giving up on the expectations he had learned a lesson that he would never forget. In everyone's lives there are certain experiences that shape and mold based off of what happens and how we deal with it. The first he had ever realized the coldness of women was from a red headed young flame. She was his first love, and he adored her so. Just as he began to feel confident in their love she raised their hands when embraced and grimaced. "Do you feel that?" She asked.
Caleb could not figure out what she was trying to hint at. "No?"
"The spark? Theres no spark anymore."
Wait, what is she trying to say? "The spark? What do you mean?"
"I just don't feel that connection anymore."
Minutes later she broke up with him, and the next day she was with some one else. The pain was intense, his first love and his first real emotional loss. The next love would be more intense, and the loss even more painful. For years they had been together, the dirty blonde and him, and when he had needed her most instead she left. The lesson he learned from her? Love can be fickle. But this was a new pain. There was no relationship prior to being friends, but the new found interest gave him a shred of happiness which was more than he was accustomed to. Because the joy felt so great, and the expectations brought light to his darkness Caleb forgot logic and just followed through on his feelings. The betrayal was intense though, and walking out of the market place he was fuming. In one stroke she had ruined any chance that there could have been something to found a relationship on. But that was his problem, that expectation itself. His lesson was not of women like the redhead, or the abstract concept of love from the dirty blonde. This epiphany came on the grounds of a self realization. There was no understanding that a relationship was even expected but a single idea turned into great expectations. The little joy was tapped into so quickly he did not think past what was right before him.
Women can be cold, but so can men. Love can be fickle, but is one of the greatest discoveries when stumbled upon. And above anything, the self should be protected. A person is vulnerable for a reason Caleb believed, it was a kind of alarm system that warned the person when pain was going to be intense. It did not matter what other people said was healthy, his new found lesson brought him to one conclusion: He would be more reserved and patient in his expectations. He would recede into himself and try to find the light within for surely any chance of it being in some one else is non existent.
C.R.
The table was just out front of an ice cream shop where numerous couples sat and enjoyed each others company. He missed that dynamic. His last relationship ended bitterly and still he struggled to get over it and having the company of his friends was gonna help, it was just a matter of waiting. Still, Caleb's greatest weakness was his own mind. For some reason whenever his time went idle, his thoughts began to race and conduct their destruction. He had his own flaws as well that fueled his destructive mind. Often he found himself upset, or depressed and instead of dealing with them in a healthy manner he would instead find ways to run as far as he could away from them. At first it was done through music and writing, but as he matured so did his conduits for abandonment. Alcohol, drugs, and self deprecation became the preferred outlets. Caleb was the type of guy who often loaded his plate with more than he could handle, he would also tend to put aside his own happiness for his ironic pursuit of happiness. Losing his love was a difficult situation to handle, and in the wake of the loss Caleb threw himself into his preferred outlets and found himself drowning in intoxication. He easily found success in work and school but love is where he always struggled and now being in the market once again he felt stranded. Still this opportunity with a new girl excited him and filled him with great expectations. She was beautiful and very intelligent. Knowing he was vulnerable Caleb ignored his internal warnings and sat with patience for the her and everyone else to show up.
An hour went by of being surrounded by happy couples and families walking up and down the marketplace. Surrounded by joy and joviality, Caleb felt abandoned and upset. Finally he got up from his strategic seat and walked the front of the meeting place and a pit formed in his stomach. Obviously his friends and her had arrived but had made their way in without him. It was the last thing he needed, and the emotion pulled him strongly. And as he walked out giving up on the expectations he had learned a lesson that he would never forget. In everyone's lives there are certain experiences that shape and mold based off of what happens and how we deal with it. The first he had ever realized the coldness of women was from a red headed young flame. She was his first love, and he adored her so. Just as he began to feel confident in their love she raised their hands when embraced and grimaced. "Do you feel that?" She asked.
Caleb could not figure out what she was trying to hint at. "No?"
"The spark? Theres no spark anymore."
Wait, what is she trying to say? "The spark? What do you mean?"
"I just don't feel that connection anymore."
Minutes later she broke up with him, and the next day she was with some one else. The pain was intense, his first love and his first real emotional loss. The next love would be more intense, and the loss even more painful. For years they had been together, the dirty blonde and him, and when he had needed her most instead she left. The lesson he learned from her? Love can be fickle. But this was a new pain. There was no relationship prior to being friends, but the new found interest gave him a shred of happiness which was more than he was accustomed to. Because the joy felt so great, and the expectations brought light to his darkness Caleb forgot logic and just followed through on his feelings. The betrayal was intense though, and walking out of the market place he was fuming. In one stroke she had ruined any chance that there could have been something to found a relationship on. But that was his problem, that expectation itself. His lesson was not of women like the redhead, or the abstract concept of love from the dirty blonde. This epiphany came on the grounds of a self realization. There was no understanding that a relationship was even expected but a single idea turned into great expectations. The little joy was tapped into so quickly he did not think past what was right before him.
Women can be cold, but so can men. Love can be fickle, but is one of the greatest discoveries when stumbled upon. And above anything, the self should be protected. A person is vulnerable for a reason Caleb believed, it was a kind of alarm system that warned the person when pain was going to be intense. It did not matter what other people said was healthy, his new found lesson brought him to one conclusion: He would be more reserved and patient in his expectations. He would recede into himself and try to find the light within for surely any chance of it being in some one else is non existent.
C.R.
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
The Dialogue in Hell between Hitler and Mother Teresa
Before him was the very depths of Hell he had for so long been warned of only none of it was true. This place knew no time and respected only the rules of it's overseer. Atop a high cliff and overlooking an old futuristic society Hitler became overwhelmed with the weight of his actions and fell forward off of the cliff and far below into the depths. Fear. Adrenaline. Hitler plunged downwards surpassing terminal velocity and saw no end in sight. The air was not hot but cold and the scent was not of burning flesh but the light aroma of strawberries. He did not feel pain and was sure that the bullet hole in the side of his temple was gone for no blood dripped down his face. Actually the wind felt soft upon him and the resistance against his unshapely form felt like a bear skin rug. Above heavy grey cloud cover blanketed the sky and only hints of golden spots indicated that there was a sun. All of the buildings below were windowless and were a pale blue that seemed grey in the dim light.
Finally though Hitler hit the ground unscathed and quickly climbed to his feet. On the sidewalks were thousands of poor souls who too had just landed. In hell time only knows it's end so everyone destined for this fate arrives simultaneously. Many eyes were upon him and all of them staring daggers. He was used to the attention being the Fuhrer of the Third Reich, but he was not used to the post war coverage that created world wide disdain. Soon though all were succumbed by their own internal struggle. "why am I here?" Even those who were well aware of their sins seemed to ponder the question. Hitler too found himself with the philosophical quandary and could name numerous reasons for his arrival but always found ways to rationalize them. Men can always find a way to justify their sins.
Those who were really suffering were those whose arrival was quite a shock. Teresa was absolutely floored and immediately burst into tears. Her whole life was dedicated to the service of the Lord and the unfortunate, the unwanted, and the unloved. She had organized the creation of thousands of centers around the world that saved countless lives from sickness and poverty. Still she could not deny that this was her fate and was able to muster enough strength to flee the streets and into the cover of an old coffee shop. Hitler found her sitting in a booth and was immediately struck with shock at her presence. For a short moment Hitler entertained the thought that he was actually in heaven but quickly found his way forward. Teresa on the other hand could not believe that she was sent to the same destination as a tyrant such as him.
"Teresa! Dear blessed Teresa of Calcutta!" Hitler called out.
"Lord guide me..." Teresa uttered beneath her breath hoping to ignore Hitler who had just taken a seat across from her.
"Dear Mother Teresa why are you here?"
"I do not wish to discuss the nature of anything with you." Teresa remained respectful but direct in her tone.
"Here sweet sister we are all equals."
"I will never be equal to you. The millions of deaths you orchestrated is detestable. You belong here, I do not."
"Teresa do you not see that the catholic church very much shares my desire for a grand project: the purification of the world in the name of progress. In that pursuit one realizes that normal human lives are dispensable."
"Bleh!" Teresa was not surprised though at his response. "The church would never approve of mass genocide, antisemitism or world war."
"No, instead they would approve of the suffocation of any faith or idea that differs from their own. How is the christian inquisition any different dear Mother?"
"Yes in the past the world has seen many faces of the church's competition against competing ideas but the good we have done centuries after the crusades have more than made up for the victims of the expansion of enlightenment. To compare the inquisition to the holocaust is inaccurate indeed."
"At the very least I carried out my actions for the good of the people. My job was to ensure a healthy society both morally and economically. My justification was of a local entity and not some make belief deity."
"The Lord is not some figment of the imagination. He is very real and I have first hand witnessed the miracles of his blessings."
"Oh Teresa how brainwashed you are. How can you not see that all of religion is based in ignorance? You have never questioned man's desperation for a meaning to life? Society needs something to blame so that they can explain their failures and why their lives are so poor. It is much easier to attribute everything as God's will rather than accept personal responsibility."
"Religion is not just some escape goat. Through the history of the world it has seen to be necessary for human survival. Without such an institution where would we find our societal norms? Who would look after the suffering and the displaced?"
"I do not need some omnipotent omniscient deity to explain to me what morals are and neither does society. I gave my people an alternative to the poisonous fumes of organized religion. I gave them relief from debt, living space, economic stability and wide spread joviality."
"You gave them war and apparently some morals are still needed to be taught. Your people without question gave you their faith and you abused it. You took our God given throne and turned it into an axis of evil."
"Why would I ever attribute my successes to God when he stood by and did nothing? What, God put me in my seat of power but washed his hands when I chose to exercise it? Why does God not get the credit of that? I am solely the reason for my failures and my successes. Why is it that you proclaim sunny skies a blessing of God but dark clouds the product of the devil? Do You see the obvious contradiction? In truth each one of us are the arbiters of our own fate and even if there was a God you honestly think that he really cares?"
"I do. I believe that God looks down upon us all and guides us to our fate. He was kind enough to create us with free will and so some may deviate from his light but eventually we all succumb to our sins. We are all here for good reason even if we disagree with our fate."
"Your free will that you speak of is just everyone's innate ability to think."
"What you call innate ability I call divine construction. It is what separates us from every other animal."
"Teresa many differences distinguish us from the feral. But if God truly did care what would explain all of the suffering in the world? The amount of those suffering everyday is proof enough that God does not exist. We exist though and we need to begin to gravitate towards self regulation through education and internal growth rather than remain in ignorance in the sense of blind faith!"
"You say he doesn't exist but what would explain all of this?"
"Perhaps it isn't Hell. Maybe we all end up in the same place despite our transgressions. What else would explain your presence here dear Teresa?"
"Why do you always need an explanation? Were you not just claiming that man's desperation for an answer was a product of ignorance?"
"I would rather be ignorant to the things that can be discovered rather than answers being addressed with more questions."
"You think you have all the answers? You think that there are conduits outside of the Almighty that can shed light upon the mysteries of the universe?"
"How is the closing of a door on any question considered unraveling the ether? There is nothing that religion can explain to me that science cannot with more substance and weight to the words."
"Of course you would say that. The modern religion is science and science has ultimately negated the necessity for God. But science has brought war and imperialism to the world."
"And religion has not? What of the lives that have been lost in the name of your God?"
"True, many wars have been fought under the guise of divine intentions but never has it fueled the efficiency of death."
"It is not science that propagates war but men behind freshly inked pens and parchment outlining the demands for war. Politics is the real enemy and as a former victim I know all too well of it's destruction."
"A victim? Do not put yourself into a position of being the downtrodden. You have found profit in war and that is a detestable thing."
"My only profit was seeing the success of my people."
"Under a socialist regime the people will never profit. Under your Reich only those in power seemed to profit. Socialism as well as Communism breeds tyrants and dictators. You truly wish to see your people succeed? Try capitalism."
"Capitalism?!" The word was bitter in his mouth. "A system designed to grow corporate aristocracy?!"
"Only those who do not truly understand capitalism refuses it. The system is designed to grow the economy and thus the well being of the people."
"Capitalism is unfair to the same people you claim to help Teresa."
"You spoke about personal responsibility yet socialism assumes responsibility for their people. When you take that away society begins to degrade and eventually the whole system will fail."
"You would let the poor be poor under the illusion of a self inflating economy?"
"Capitalism encourages those who are poor to pick themselves up and better their lives. When faced with real consequences for their actions they must either accept defeat of fight harder. Capitalism creates an environment where those who are strong enough succeed and those who look to take advantage of the system fall to the wayside. Socialism does the exact opposite creating an environment where those who work hard are impugned and those who leech are coddled."
"It is not fair dear Teresa to let those who fail do so when surrounded by wealth. Only through equality both in social statures and economic outcomes are the people truly happy."
"Life is not fair and so to foster an environment in which fairness is used as a symbol for freedom cripples those when finally faced with the consequences of their actions. Also you spoke of equality when you segregated a whole people. You imposed world war on the world and threw your people out to fight like pawns while remaining in your safe palace. No society will ever succeed under socialism. The people can only remain ignorant for a short time before they wise up and the sitting tyrant removed from power. Socialism impugns the people and creates division. It keeps the people in poverty under the veil of equality while those in the the government remain more equal then their people."
Upon hearing the conversation the overseer of the new world appeared before them. With a smirk the well dressed man embraced them both. "I would like you both to know that I am an Atheist and a Capitalist. But both of you are wrong in one sense though, you are not dead. What you are experiencing is the double edged sword of modern society. Two belief systems are clashing and tearing the world apart and every day the aisle between them widens. It is unfortunate that the same people who view science as the knew religion also propagates socialism and the other who presses capitalism also fall victim to blind faith." And thus the final point was made and the illusion forgiven.
C.R.
Finally though Hitler hit the ground unscathed and quickly climbed to his feet. On the sidewalks were thousands of poor souls who too had just landed. In hell time only knows it's end so everyone destined for this fate arrives simultaneously. Many eyes were upon him and all of them staring daggers. He was used to the attention being the Fuhrer of the Third Reich, but he was not used to the post war coverage that created world wide disdain. Soon though all were succumbed by their own internal struggle. "why am I here?" Even those who were well aware of their sins seemed to ponder the question. Hitler too found himself with the philosophical quandary and could name numerous reasons for his arrival but always found ways to rationalize them. Men can always find a way to justify their sins.
Those who were really suffering were those whose arrival was quite a shock. Teresa was absolutely floored and immediately burst into tears. Her whole life was dedicated to the service of the Lord and the unfortunate, the unwanted, and the unloved. She had organized the creation of thousands of centers around the world that saved countless lives from sickness and poverty. Still she could not deny that this was her fate and was able to muster enough strength to flee the streets and into the cover of an old coffee shop. Hitler found her sitting in a booth and was immediately struck with shock at her presence. For a short moment Hitler entertained the thought that he was actually in heaven but quickly found his way forward. Teresa on the other hand could not believe that she was sent to the same destination as a tyrant such as him.
"Teresa! Dear blessed Teresa of Calcutta!" Hitler called out.
"Lord guide me..." Teresa uttered beneath her breath hoping to ignore Hitler who had just taken a seat across from her.
"Dear Mother Teresa why are you here?"
"I do not wish to discuss the nature of anything with you." Teresa remained respectful but direct in her tone.
"Here sweet sister we are all equals."
"I will never be equal to you. The millions of deaths you orchestrated is detestable. You belong here, I do not."
"Teresa do you not see that the catholic church very much shares my desire for a grand project: the purification of the world in the name of progress. In that pursuit one realizes that normal human lives are dispensable."
"Bleh!" Teresa was not surprised though at his response. "The church would never approve of mass genocide, antisemitism or world war."
"No, instead they would approve of the suffocation of any faith or idea that differs from their own. How is the christian inquisition any different dear Mother?"
"Yes in the past the world has seen many faces of the church's competition against competing ideas but the good we have done centuries after the crusades have more than made up for the victims of the expansion of enlightenment. To compare the inquisition to the holocaust is inaccurate indeed."
"At the very least I carried out my actions for the good of the people. My job was to ensure a healthy society both morally and economically. My justification was of a local entity and not some make belief deity."
"The Lord is not some figment of the imagination. He is very real and I have first hand witnessed the miracles of his blessings."
"Oh Teresa how brainwashed you are. How can you not see that all of religion is based in ignorance? You have never questioned man's desperation for a meaning to life? Society needs something to blame so that they can explain their failures and why their lives are so poor. It is much easier to attribute everything as God's will rather than accept personal responsibility."
"Religion is not just some escape goat. Through the history of the world it has seen to be necessary for human survival. Without such an institution where would we find our societal norms? Who would look after the suffering and the displaced?"
"I do not need some omnipotent omniscient deity to explain to me what morals are and neither does society. I gave my people an alternative to the poisonous fumes of organized religion. I gave them relief from debt, living space, economic stability and wide spread joviality."
"You gave them war and apparently some morals are still needed to be taught. Your people without question gave you their faith and you abused it. You took our God given throne and turned it into an axis of evil."
"Why would I ever attribute my successes to God when he stood by and did nothing? What, God put me in my seat of power but washed his hands when I chose to exercise it? Why does God not get the credit of that? I am solely the reason for my failures and my successes. Why is it that you proclaim sunny skies a blessing of God but dark clouds the product of the devil? Do You see the obvious contradiction? In truth each one of us are the arbiters of our own fate and even if there was a God you honestly think that he really cares?"
"I do. I believe that God looks down upon us all and guides us to our fate. He was kind enough to create us with free will and so some may deviate from his light but eventually we all succumb to our sins. We are all here for good reason even if we disagree with our fate."
"Your free will that you speak of is just everyone's innate ability to think."
"What you call innate ability I call divine construction. It is what separates us from every other animal."
"Teresa many differences distinguish us from the feral. But if God truly did care what would explain all of the suffering in the world? The amount of those suffering everyday is proof enough that God does not exist. We exist though and we need to begin to gravitate towards self regulation through education and internal growth rather than remain in ignorance in the sense of blind faith!"
"You say he doesn't exist but what would explain all of this?"
"Perhaps it isn't Hell. Maybe we all end up in the same place despite our transgressions. What else would explain your presence here dear Teresa?"
"Why do you always need an explanation? Were you not just claiming that man's desperation for an answer was a product of ignorance?"
"I would rather be ignorant to the things that can be discovered rather than answers being addressed with more questions."
"You think you have all the answers? You think that there are conduits outside of the Almighty that can shed light upon the mysteries of the universe?"
"How is the closing of a door on any question considered unraveling the ether? There is nothing that religion can explain to me that science cannot with more substance and weight to the words."
"Of course you would say that. The modern religion is science and science has ultimately negated the necessity for God. But science has brought war and imperialism to the world."
"And religion has not? What of the lives that have been lost in the name of your God?"
"True, many wars have been fought under the guise of divine intentions but never has it fueled the efficiency of death."
"It is not science that propagates war but men behind freshly inked pens and parchment outlining the demands for war. Politics is the real enemy and as a former victim I know all too well of it's destruction."
"A victim? Do not put yourself into a position of being the downtrodden. You have found profit in war and that is a detestable thing."
"My only profit was seeing the success of my people."
"Under a socialist regime the people will never profit. Under your Reich only those in power seemed to profit. Socialism as well as Communism breeds tyrants and dictators. You truly wish to see your people succeed? Try capitalism."
"Capitalism?!" The word was bitter in his mouth. "A system designed to grow corporate aristocracy?!"
"Only those who do not truly understand capitalism refuses it. The system is designed to grow the economy and thus the well being of the people."
"Capitalism is unfair to the same people you claim to help Teresa."
"You spoke about personal responsibility yet socialism assumes responsibility for their people. When you take that away society begins to degrade and eventually the whole system will fail."
"You would let the poor be poor under the illusion of a self inflating economy?"
"Capitalism encourages those who are poor to pick themselves up and better their lives. When faced with real consequences for their actions they must either accept defeat of fight harder. Capitalism creates an environment where those who are strong enough succeed and those who look to take advantage of the system fall to the wayside. Socialism does the exact opposite creating an environment where those who work hard are impugned and those who leech are coddled."
"It is not fair dear Teresa to let those who fail do so when surrounded by wealth. Only through equality both in social statures and economic outcomes are the people truly happy."
"Life is not fair and so to foster an environment in which fairness is used as a symbol for freedom cripples those when finally faced with the consequences of their actions. Also you spoke of equality when you segregated a whole people. You imposed world war on the world and threw your people out to fight like pawns while remaining in your safe palace. No society will ever succeed under socialism. The people can only remain ignorant for a short time before they wise up and the sitting tyrant removed from power. Socialism impugns the people and creates division. It keeps the people in poverty under the veil of equality while those in the the government remain more equal then their people."
Upon hearing the conversation the overseer of the new world appeared before them. With a smirk the well dressed man embraced them both. "I would like you both to know that I am an Atheist and a Capitalist. But both of you are wrong in one sense though, you are not dead. What you are experiencing is the double edged sword of modern society. Two belief systems are clashing and tearing the world apart and every day the aisle between them widens. It is unfortunate that the same people who view science as the knew religion also propagates socialism and the other who presses capitalism also fall victim to blind faith." And thus the final point was made and the illusion forgiven.
C.R.
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