hewhiteeinhishand,unwillingtogiveuphispersonalfreedomandhistriedandtruemobilityteiques.Tappinghiswaycarefullyon,hesawatalndstalolipushingashoppingcartabouthalfablockaway.Theofficer’sattentioobeteredonthegroundbeforehimandeverynowandthenhewouldbenddown,pickupsomethingandthrowitintohisshoppingcart.Hetooksometissuesfromhispocketandwipedattheperspirationonhisface.Heactallypusheduphispolicehataskewandsawahomelesspersonwearingoldanddipidatedclothing,lookingathimwithasmile.ThepolismiledbadDimitriinafriendlymannerinquiringpolitely,

    “Howareyoudoing,sir?”Dimitritippedhisoldanddirtysafarihatinpolitesalute,andwalkedoversaying,

    “Go,officer.It’sbeenalongtimesisaoliaroundhere.It’sgoodtoseeyouguyspatrollingagain.”Thepoliwipedhisfaceagainandstoppedtochatwiththisfriendlyhobowhilehetookashortbreak.

    “It’sreallystrangeandalmostlikeamiracle.Theseusedtobethemostdangerousandchaoticpartsofthecity,butsuddenlyeverythinggedht.Earlythismwheedtoduty,oursuperiorstoldusthattherewerelotsofdiscardedgunsanddrugsscatteredaroureets.Iandotherofficersweresentouttopickuptheseforbiddenitemsa.s.a.p.sotheycouldbesafelydisposedof.I’vebeenbusysinceearlythismandlookatmyhaul!Prettyimpressive,eh?Theotherofficersinmyprectarealloutcollectedthesedeadlytoys….”Dimitrighepoli’sshoppingcartandsawthatitiledhighwithallkindsofgunsbigandsmall,longandshort.Therewerealsosealedpsticbagsfullofakindofwhitepowderandboxesofcolorfulpillsandcapsules.Dimitrishookhishead,sighedandsaid,

    “Wow!Ineverdreamedthatthereweresomanyillegalfirearmsscatteredinallersofsociety.Andsomuchdrugs!Iftheyweredisperseduncheckedamongthepoputionandnotcollectedaroyed,theywouldbeeasceaefatalsocialproblems…”

    ImaginationslookedatCreativity,raisedhereyebrowsandsaid,“WhatdidItellyou?KingDimitri’stheoryandtacticswerecorrect.Ofcourseyoualsospentalotoftimewtowardsthis,soyouhaveearnedpartofthecredit.Seetheresultnow?Togesociety,wemustfirstgetheirmiwistingthemagicalswittheirbrains.”

    “Yht”repliedCreativity.“Butjustrelyingowoofusisnotenough.Wemustmobilizemorepeopletodoit.Onlythencouldweexpandanddeepenourinfluendattaindurablesustainability.”

    “Ofcourse.Ofcourse”saidImagination,noddinginagreement.

    “Whatisthisfinepowderfor?”askedCreativitycuriouslyashepickedupabagofwhitepowder.Itwaseithercoeorheroin.

    “Youmeanthispowder?Haveyotten?”askedImaginatiowodeepdimplesdangasshesmiledmorebrilliantlythanever.“AtthattimeyouandIwerelivinginGod’sGardenofEden.Icouldnotwithstaemptationoftastingtheredapple,whicurredGod’swrathaediwoofusbeingdrivenoutoftheGardeepowderinyourhandishundredsandthousandsoftimesmoretemptingtohumansthantheredapplewastome.Iheardthataasteditwouldbetransportedtoapcewheretheyfoteverythihemselves.TheywouldfeesiftheywereinHeaven,inanewworldwhereeverythingwasbright,sereneaernal.Butoheeffectsofthedrugworeoff,theywouldfallfromtheloftyheightsdowothedepthsofadeepabyssofpainandsuffering.Actuallyabright,sereneaernalnewworldisnotunattainableandcouldbewithinhumanreachwithouttheaids.Historyhasprovedagainandagaintha

hewhiteeinhishand,unwillingtogiveuphispersonalfreedomandhistriedandtruemobilityteiques.Tappinghiswaycarefullyon,hesawatalndstalolipushingashoppingcartabouthalfablockaway.Theofficer’sattentioobeteredonthegroundbeforehimandeverynowandthenhewouldbenddown,pickupsomethingandthrowitintohisshoppingcart.Hetooksometissuesfromhispocketandwipedattheperspirationonhisface.Heactallypusheduphispolicehataskewandsawahomelesspersonwearingoldanddipidatedclothing,lookingathimwithasmile.ThepolismiledbadDimitriinafriendlymannerinquiringpolitely,

    “Howareyoudoing,sir?”Dimitritippedhisoldanddirtysafarihatinpolitesalute,andwalkedoversaying,

    “Go,officer.It’sbeenalongtimesisaoliaroundhere.It’sgoodtoseeyouguyspatrollingagain.”Thepoliwipedhisfaceagainandstoppedtochatwiththisfriendlyhobowhilehetookashortbreak.

    “It’sreallystrangeandalmostlikeamiracle.Theseusedtobethemostdangerousandchaoticpartsofthecity,butsuddenlyeverythinggedht.Earlythismwheedtoduty,oursuperiorstoldusthattherewerelotsofdiscardedgunsanddrugsscatteredaroureets.Iandotherofficersweresentouttopickuptheseforbiddenitemsa.s.a.p.sotheycouldbesafelydisposedof.I’vebeenbusysinceearlythismandlookatmyhaul!Prettyimpressive,eh?Theotherofficersinmyprectarealloutcollectedthesedeadlytoys….”Dimitrighepoli’sshoppingcartandsawthatitiledhighwithallkindsofgunsbigandsmall,longandshort.Therewerealsosealedpsticbagsfullofakindofwhitepowderandboxesofcolorfulpillsandcapsules.Dimitrishookhishead,sighedandsaid,

    “Wow!Ineverdreamedthatthereweresomanyillegalfirearmsscatteredinallersofsociety.Andsomuchdrugs!Iftheyweredisperseduncheckedamongthepoputionandnotcollectedaroyed,theywouldbeeasceaefatalsocialproblems…”

    ImaginationslookedatCreativity,raisedhereyebrowsandsaid,“WhatdidItellyou?KingDimitri’stheoryandtacticswerecorrect.Ofcourseyoualsospentalotoftimewtowardsthis,soyouhaveearnedpartofthecredit.Seetheresultnow?Togesociety,wemustfirstgetheirmiwistingthemagicalswittheirbrains.”

    “Yht”repliedCreativity.“Butjustrelyingowoofusisnotenough.Wemustmobilizemorepeopletodoit.Onlythencouldweexpandanddeepenourinfluendattaindurablesustainability.”

    “Ofcourse.Ofcourse”saidImagination,noddinginagreement.

    “Whatisthisfinepowderfor?”askedCreativitycuriouslyashepickedupabagofwhitepowder.Itwaseithercoeorheroin.

    “Youmeanthispowder?Haveyotten?”askedImaginatiowodeepdimplesdangasshesmiledmorebrilliantlythanever.“AtthattimeyouandIwerelivinginGod’sGardenofEden.Icouldnotwithstaemptationoftastingtheredapple,whicurredGod’swrathaediwoofusbeingdrivenoutoftheGardeepowderinyourhandishundredsandthousandsoftimesmoretemptingtohumansthantheredapplewastome.Iheardthataasteditwouldbetransportedtoapcewheretheyfoteverythihemselves.TheywouldfeesiftheywereinHeaven,inanewworldwhereeverythingwasbright,sereneaernal.Butoheeffectsofthedrugworeoff,theywouldfallfromtheloftyheightsdowothedepthsofadeepabyssofpainandsuffering.Actuallyabright,sereneaernalnewworldisnotunattainableandcouldbewithinhumanreachwithouttheaids.Historyhasprovedagainandagaintha