Today's tower of Babel is the self-glorification of individuals who market themselves to be superstars, kings and gods based on talent that they've borrowed from God. In reality, they are blind thieves that attempt to rob God in broad daylight and have the nerve to call it "swag" or "game". Meanwhile, we the consumer, the customer, the junkie have been duped into believing that we actually know these people. We don't. We write the checks though, we buy their products, we advance the gospel of "ME" and like mindless clones we never question the possibility that they just might be merely human. Fight the power.
The Coward The boy’s voice awakened the man. He found shelter in the abandoned school, in what was once, his school, his office. Eleven, twelve, and thirteen year old students once ran down those halls, hurrying to their classes, hurrying to his English class. Now since the incident, no children survived that massacre. That thought made the man shake with fear until he drifted off to sleep. So when the man heard the boy’s voice screaming “Help Me!, Please Help Me!” it shook the man from his sleep. The man laid still. His heart pounded as he waited to hear boy again. “Help me! Please Somebody!” The man heard the boy loud and clear. He could not pretend it was some animal or dream. He knew it was a boy. And it paralyzed him. The man clutched his knees to his chest and tucked his chin. He took slow deep breaths, silent breaths, hoping the boy would believe he was on his own, ...
Deep!
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