Chapter 1

Human’s perpetual disregard to the other kinds of lives shall finally delve into a closer, startling end. The clock will finally tick there shall be a new law to abide, a new form of existence – that is, if majestically hard to rivet, rakes a new world order immensely devoted under one flag. A flag that calls for the culmination of human’s ever prevailing supremacy: So much for them calling it infinite mastery.

Such, for this year of illicit grace 2014, the future of them mortal beings is evilly bleak. Form of life as everyone knows it has hit unparalleled boundaries, escalating an extinction certainty that never been that close.

Logic never seemed to be the striving force as is every asset of reason to be found since the dawn of manhood. Oppression of the weak, the despicable acts of those whose only values possess the will of unjustly defying the limits The Creator has set, endure with their unrelenting, masochistic deeds – incessantly against those whom shall never traverse the virtues of righteousness in its simplest outline.

The merit of power was thoroughly ripped off its surreal-like integrity. The greater it has grown, the more profoundly it pertained to evil. Morality was by no means due by evaluating human’s nature. It was an agitated imagination, however. Constitutions led by ambiguous laws did not add, but promote a foundation of systems dependent on aggravating hierarchical, imperial regimes. It was then desperately blinding the sheer solitudes of revolts ignited by those who contemplate the veracity of the authority.

Chapter 2

Somewhere on this seemingly vast planet – namely Earth, a young man called Sahsh had always conceded the day where gloom will be a way to indirectly bring glory and justice. Not only by their massively exorable states, but also was sincerely willing to contribute in alleviating the daunting stature of all rules enforced by the supreme leaders of the planet. He discovered his own eccentric senses at a very youthful age. Those senses were initially not showing, albeit his grandfather – a man who at some point was abducted by an enigmatic no-name force – has foretold that his 2-year-old grandson was gifted with unusual, arousing perceptions. Among them was the great wonder of telling what must be fittingly solemn within a person’s masked sentiment. Other resonating spectacles have shockingly attributed in damaging his own eyesight for reasons he never grasped, ultimately augmenting this unwavering glitch, rendering his state of vision resoundingly bleak.

But this was the result of factoring out the odds of him being a perfect human being, which wasn’t the case when he first discovered that his gifts were of an eerie kind, of which the desired conceit is only the most apparent whenever compared to ordinary people. He wasn’t ordinary; he also was perfectly naive in regards to his own perceptions and hence couldn’t acquire the manual of what made him one of a kind. He died at age three after a tragic (more like ironic) bike accident. His weak vision was to blame. A horde of alien race from Neptune (a place with a gargantuan mass in our solar system) have since then invaded (visited) our planet and set this huge mess of an existence on hiatus, especially after ploughing the land with a strange chemical called IcyChit – which was in obscure powder form – deep into the soil of Mount Fukushima – Japan. Japan was a country located somewhere around the far east of planet Earth; it proved a very successful bloc primarily because of its hardworking citizens whose non-pretentious qualities deemed them adamantly superior to other races. Also to a greater extent due to the country’s eponymous Cherry Blossom trees. Natives and a huge wealth of foreigners called the roots which made those trees possible Sakura, or Hanabi – albeit the latter expression in particular was widely prevalent during a very specific period of time. That period was old, moderately sporadic, and most of all very punishing to recall and retain in a faithful manner. I, the writer, suffer from mild memory deficiencies. Had to subliminally feed on earthly pills such as Omega-3 fish oils to adequately increase that ample important, yet acutely subtle brain-specific character for any soul who strives enough for typing down gibberish, exactly as I am doing now.

Chapter 3

The seeded chemicals were tenuously molded yet given a paramount care by them earthly beings, for they have received a vow from the Neptunians pertaining to IcyChit – saying that the substance will ultimately blossom and nurture into a heavenly plant that need be processed (carefully) through a Spoxafone – an extraterrestrial device that had a shape emphatically similar to a vinyl player – then rolled into a joint and smoked to oblivion. It is vastly superior to Cannabis – or for that matter anything in this existence, they have claimed. Inhaling this otherworldly compound is said to provide a prestigious amount of nourishment and forever heal the minds plagued by earthly substances, otherwise known as prescription drugs. Also much acknowledged for being prescribed suicide pills.

These unearthly creatures, in which dismally attained the infamous moniker of “aliens” by all humans, have then made their departure after sadistically molesting and sexually battering the holes of the cats, and the wolves, and the frogs, and the kangaroos and finally the chimpanzees. This, within a short period of time, has firmly manufactured a profound assessment of hatred against the presumptuous acts invigorated by them bestial, overly obsessed, animal-raiding creatures. Accusations were too harsh to contain, hence why by March 2016, they embarked on fleeing this escapade of existence – Earth, that is.

End

(A short, rather drunken story by Khalil Daou)