timmersingoneselfinthespiritualillusihtaboutbythesekindsofwhitepowderisnoinspiratireatliteraryepicsorstificdiscoveries.Orary,itcreatesroadblocksthatcausehumancivilizatiress.Fromthisweseethathumanbeingsarenotalogicalbreed…Whatdoyouthink?”Creativitywhopickedupanintricatelymadegunandyingwithit,noddedhisheadsaying,

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    “Yht.SometimesIthinkthatifhumansweremadetotheimageandlikenessofGod,thenGodmaynotreallyuandtheinnerwsofthehumanmindortheirbehaviorandmotives.Ifmaniscleverenoughtocreatethebrilliantcivilizationthateventheircreatoradmires,whythendotheyatthesametimeisustrumentsthatcoulddestroytheirdazzlingcivilization?Sotheclusionmustbe,asyousaid,thathumanbeingsarenotveryrationanimals,butareastrangebinationofsemi-rationandsemi-mad.”

    ThegenialpoliwipedhisfadsaidtoDimitri,“Youknow,inthisworldtherearesomeadultswhosemindneverfullymatured.Theyareverychildishinmanyways.Iftheadultsintheworldwerealllikethatandhadgunsintheirhandswhichtheythinkofastoys,agiamadworldthatwouldbe?Satheringupthesegunsbeforetheworldbeesquitemadaroythemall”.Dimitriughedandpattedthepoliontheshouldersaying,“That’sexactlywhatIwasthinking,bro.Guayoflifewhichweotlivewithoutandshouldbeusedonlyforselfdefeherewerenobadelementsinsociety,whydoweneedgunsatall?Yes,wereallydoogatherthemalltogetheraroythem…”

    Dimitrirevertedbacktohisnormal,incurableoptimisticoutlook,withachildlikeéandsaid,“AhMr.Poli,it’sbeensoiingtalkingtoyouthatIhavefottenwhatIsetouttodo.IocrossovertotheothersideoftheBay.CouldyoutellmeifthereisaBARTstationaroundhere?”

    “Ohyes.Thereisoafewblocksaway…”repliedthepoli.ThennotigthatDimitrihadawhiteeinhishandheimmediatelyofferedhisservicessaying,“Oh,youaredisabledsir.WouldyoulikemetohelpyoutotheBARTstation?”

    “Ohno.Nothankyou”saidDimitri.“Youarebusy.Ifindmyownwaytherealright.”Hesaidgoodbyeandtogetherwithhistwoloyalservants,Imaginationaivity,wentonhiswaytotheBARTstation.Theimageofthebrightredflowerswayinginthebreezekeptpoppingupinhismind.Ifthatsingleflowerwasabletogeandquerthegarbagepile,thenperhapstwistingthemagicalswitpeople’sbraincouldcurethatpoisonousandmalignanthumansociety?

    Walkingdowntheflightofstairs,DimitricametotheBARTstationandsawseveralpeoplelininguptobuyticketsfromtheticketvendor.Hesuddenlyrememberedthathehadnomoallonhim,sohowwashetopurchaseaticket?Turningtohistwoloyalservants,hesaid,

    “IhavebeeutetoolongtorememberIneedcash.Doyouguyshaveanymoneyonyoutobuymeaticket?”Creativityshruggedandreplied,

    “Howcouldwehaveanymoneyonus?Wehideintheairanddon’tevenwearclothes.”

    “Whatwedo?”saidDimitriinaquandaryandpacedaroundnotknowingwhattodo.

    “Don’tworry,KingDimitri”saidCreativity.“Thisisnobigdeal,I’llthinkofsomething.”Justthenayoungmanwearingrimlessgsseswalkedover.Hewaswelldressedandlookedlikeawhite-colrworkerfromsomebank.Creativityreachedintotheyoungman’spocketforhiswallet,opeandtookoutaBARTticket,whichhequicklyhaoDimitri.DimitriswipeditororyslotandsuccessfullygotintothestatiohenhaheusedtickettoCreativity,whorepceditinthewalletandslippedi

timmersingoneselfinthespiritualillusihtaboutbythesekindsofwhitepowderisnoinspiratireatliteraryepicsorstificdiscoveries.Orary,itcreatesroadblocksthatcausehumancivilizatiress.Fromthisweseethathumanbeingsarenotalogicalbreed…Whatdoyouthink?”Creativitywhopickedupanintricatelymadegunandyingwithit,noddedhisheadsaying,

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    “Yht.SometimesIthinkthatifhumansweremadetotheimageandlikenessofGod,thenGodmaynotreallyuandtheinnerwsofthehumanmindortheirbehaviorandmotives.Ifmaniscleverenoughtocreatethebrilliantcivilizationthateventheircreatoradmires,whythendotheyatthesametimeisustrumentsthatcoulddestroytheirdazzlingcivilization?Sotheclusionmustbe,asyousaid,thathumanbeingsarenotveryrationanimals,butareastrangebinationofsemi-rationandsemi-mad.”

    ThegenialpoliwipedhisfadsaidtoDimitri,“Youknow,inthisworldtherearesomeadultswhosemindneverfullymatured.Theyareverychildishinmanyways.Iftheadultsintheworldwerealllikethatandhadgunsintheirhandswhichtheythinkofastoys,agiamadworldthatwouldbe?Satheringupthesegunsbeforetheworldbeesquitemadaroythemall”.Dimitriughedandpattedthepoliontheshouldersaying,“That’sexactlywhatIwasthinking,bro.Guayoflifewhichweotlivewithoutandshouldbeusedonlyforselfdefeherewerenobadelementsinsociety,whydoweneedgunsatall?Yes,wereallydoogatherthemalltogetheraroythem…”

    Dimitrirevertedbacktohisnormal,incurableoptimisticoutlook,withachildlikeéandsaid,“AhMr.Poli,it’sbeensoiingtalkingtoyouthatIhavefottenwhatIsetouttodo.IocrossovertotheothersideoftheBay.CouldyoutellmeifthereisaBARTstationaroundhere?”

    “Ohyes.Thereisoafewblocksaway…”repliedthepoli.ThennotigthatDimitrihadawhiteeinhishandheimmediatelyofferedhisservicessaying,“Oh,youaredisabledsir.WouldyoulikemetohelpyoutotheBARTstation?”

    “Ohno.Nothankyou”saidDimitri.“Youarebusy.Ifindmyownwaytherealright.”Hesaidgoodbyeandtogetherwithhistwoloyalservants,Imaginationaivity,wentonhiswaytotheBARTstation.Theimageofthebrightredflowerswayinginthebreezekeptpoppingupinhismind.Ifthatsingleflowerwasabletogeandquerthegarbagepile,thenperhapstwistingthemagicalswitpeople’sbraincouldcurethatpoisonousandmalignanthumansociety?

    Walkingdowntheflightofstairs,DimitricametotheBARTstationandsawseveralpeoplelininguptobuyticketsfromtheticketvendor.Hesuddenlyrememberedthathehadnomoallonhim,sohowwashetopurchaseaticket?Turningtohistwoloyalservants,hesaid,

    “IhavebeeutetoolongtorememberIneedcash.Doyouguyshaveanymoneyonyoutobuymeaticket?”Creativityshruggedandreplied,

    “Howcouldwehaveanymoneyonus?Wehideintheairanddon’tevenwearclothes.”

    “Whatwedo?”saidDimitriinaquandaryandpacedaroundnotknowingwhattodo.

    “Don’tworry,KingDimitri”saidCreativity.“Thisisnobigdeal,I’llthinkofsomething.”Justthenayoungmanwearingrimlessgsseswalkedover.Hewaswelldressedandlookedlikeawhite-colrworkerfromsomebank.Creativityreachedintotheyoungman’spocketforhiswallet,opeandtookoutaBARTticket,whichhequicklyhaoDimitri.DimitriswipeditororyslotandsuccessfullygotintothestatiohenhaheusedtickettoCreativity,whorepceditinthewalletandslippedi