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I gazed through the blinders hanging before

  • I gazed through the blinders hanging before the train window at the moire pattern formed by the neat rows of rice plants. We passed a crossing and the warning tone doppler-shifted
  • as it fell into the recent past; the way my memories seemed to do - voices becoming deeper and slower, before fading entirely. I felt like I was running. Maybe I was - maybe I
  • was running...man! And then the lights came up, Richard Dawkins cackled. A fat man coated in lights came running at me singing opera, and I had to get to the chopper so I
  • elbowed the opera-singing Dawkins off the roof and as he fell he couldn't resist ranting about this or that like an angry teenager on her Failbook page. I got on the chopper and
  • quickly positioned it where Mr.Dawkins was going to hit. The sound of his ranting dismembered body was only muffled by the spinning blades. I was a hero. There was a God.
  • But what has God to do with this?
  • Somewhere between very little and nearly everything, depending on whether or not God actually exists, and just what exactly, THIS is. "What is this?" said a voice from the back.
  • "it's my powerpoint presentation for the answers to life. Next bullet point please. As you can see God is.. Oh dear..." The Blue Screen of Death covered the IMAX wall. People left
  • cookie crumbs and coffee cups under their chairs in the lecture hall, and were shot dead for their lack of consideration. Implacably, the speaker said, "Next slide, please."
  • The next slide showed a picture of the cookie crumbs and coffee cups with a red "no" symbol over it, serving as a warning to future students to clean up after themselves or else.
Started
2011-06-05 20:13:58
Finished
2012-02-06 20:17:27

2 Comments

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    Chaz Feb 07 2012 @ 14:10

    Well, that explains SO much... :)
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    SlimWhitman Feb 07 2012 @ 17:03

    ... and that's how the cookie crumbles.

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