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Smash the Tablet of Laws?

Started by Cain, February 08, 2006, 03:12:30 PM

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Cain

I thought I had woken up after sleeping uncomfortably in bed, however, this couldn't be true as there was no longer any bed under me, only a sparkly brown and yellow dirt.  I stood up and looked around me. In the distance were mountains, far closer was a low flat topped hill.  It was like nowhere I had been before, yet intimately familiar.

Then I saw her.  Dressed in full bronze armour, a helmet over her head and a double bladed sword in her hand, she walked up to me.  As I got closer, I saw that her hair and armour were covered in blood, a large shield with an apple covering it, the word written on it clearly visible.
,ÄúAh,Äù I said.  ,ÄúOK then.  Whats all this about?,Äù
The golden eyes within the helm looked at me.  ,ÄúIts for my amusement and for your possible education.  After all, isn't all life but a learning experience?,Äù
,ÄúI thought that was all Yahweh's shit, testing people and so on?,Äù
,ÄúIts not really a test though, is it?  You can't fail, or succeed, only learn from it.,Äù

With that, she beckoned. then turned and started to walk away.  I followed, seeing what she had in store.  We stopped suddenly.  Looking down, I saw two weapons on the ground, a short sword and a hammer. ,ÄúChoose only one,Äù she said.  I thought for a moment, then reached for the hammer.  The sword had the advantage of an edge, but was purely a killing weapon.  Hammers had utility in their favour.  I stood back up straight, but Eris had vanished.  Making my way back to the plains, I saw suddenly a flurry of activity there.

Walking down the hill, I saw that they were men and women, all busily at work, consuming the resources of the area to make new things.  But as I drew closer there were other things I noticed.  They walked curiously, sometimes bumping into others thats transected their paths.  Instead of stopping or apologizing, they just carried on.  Occasionally when it came to several against one, the one got trampled on.  I also watched as they fashioned bladed items and handed them to others, cutting them as they grabbed it and took it to other areas around the plains, where they were dumped in piles for more blind drones to fall over.

One man just ate continually as he walked, whatever he could find, if it was food or rock he didn't care.  Blood ran from his mouth and there were children following him, crying out in hunger.  Seeing as he was closest, I walked up beside him and shouted ,Äúhey!,Äù  It didn't have an effect, so I attempted to grab some of the food he had held against his body by his arm.  Immediately, he grabbed me and shouted ,Äúget off my stuff, FUCKER!,Äù and nearly broke my arm shoving me to the ground.  I let him walk on, then dusted myself off and rubbed my arm until some life came back into it.

Getting up and moving on, I made my slow way to the flat hill I had seen at the centre of the plains, watching as I went the mechanical scenes of destruction and mindless suffering.  Making my way onto the flat surface, I saw someone had erected a huge tablet in the centre, with writing on it.  Getting closer, the writing was obvious.  Words and phrases jumped out, such as ,Äúeveryone shall be subject only to such limitations as are determined by law solely for the purpose of securing due recognition and respect for the rights and freedoms of others and of meeting the just requirements of morality, public order ...,Äù.

Under that though, other words could be noticed, as I drew closer, such as ,Äúendowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.,Äù  But under that there were even older scratchings and carvings.  I made out one barely, that read ,Äú now on, till (Ahura) Mazda grants me the kingdom favor, I will impose my monarchy on no nation. Each is free to accept it , and if any one of them rejects it , I never resolve on war to reign.,Äù

But even under these carvings there were the oldest ones, the ones that had always been there.  ,ÄúBlood shall be spilled and more blood, for there is never enough...,Äù, ,Äúwar brings strength and only the strong have the right to rule,Äù and ,Äúcities of the nations the LORD your God is giving you as an inheritance, do not leave alive anything that breathes. Completely destroy them--the Hittites, Amorites, Canaanites, Perizzites, Hivites and Jebusites--as the LORD your God has commanded you. Otherwise, they will teach.,Äù

I had an idea as to what to do.  Lifting the hammer, I swung as hard as possible and struck the tablet.  As the first crack appeared, everyone stopped what they were doing, at started to move towards me, an urgency in their step that I hadn't seen before propelling them.  Spurred on, I struck again and again, until the tablet crumbled, its lower sections totally destroyed, collapsing in on itself.

But what I saw horrified me.  Instead of stopping what they had been doing, or even attacking me, the crowds had turned on each other.  They were spilling blood and crushing bones, like a horrible theatre that would never end.  I noticed that an armoured figure was beside me again.  ,ÄúWhy are they doing this?,Äù I demanded.  ,ÄúWhy didn't it help them?,Äù

,ÄúWhoever said it would help?,Äù came the reply from under the helm.  ,ÄúYou think they want to have their illusions ripped from them, the true extent of their handiwork displayed for them and everyone else to see?  They'll torture themselves with guilt, unless they can lay the blame on someone else.  You were a target first, but then they saw what those around them forced them to do too.  Consider the lesson taught.,Äù

I looked back, and no-one was there.

eighteen buddha strike

Cain, you made my night.
Thank you.

LMNO

Cain, that was great.

Good imagery, good lesson.

I'd suggest Hoopla put this in his book.

hooplala

That was fucking beautiful, Cain.

Consider it yoinked - I know exactly where to put it in the book.
"Soon all of us will have special names" — Professor Brian O'Blivion

"Now's not the time to get silly, so wear your big boots and jump on the garbage clowns." — Bob Dylan?

"Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)"
— Walt Whitman

Cain

No problem, I really need to see this book when its finished though...

hooplala

"Soon all of us will have special names" — Professor Brian O'Blivion

"Now's not the time to get silly, so wear your big boots and jump on the garbage clowns." — Bob Dylan?

"Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)"
— Walt Whitman

Cain

No, just interested.  I wanna see it!

hooplala

Just a couple more weeks . . . it should be ready by the end of February.
"Soon all of us will have special names" — Professor Brian O'Blivion

"Now's not the time to get silly, so wear your big boots and jump on the garbage clowns." — Bob Dylan?

"Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)"
— Walt Whitman

BADGE OF HONOR

The Jerk On Bike rolled his eyes and tossed the waffle back over his shoulder--before it struck the ground, a stout, disconcertingly monkey-like dog sprang into the air and snatched it, and began to masticate it--literally--for the sound it made was like a homonculus squatting on the floor muttering "masticate masticate masticate".

LHX

neat hell

B_M_W

Fucking NICE. I especially like your depiction of Enyo. And the symbolism of the breaking of the law. Excellent shit, some of the best Ive read in quite a while.
One by one, we break the sheep from their Iron Bar Prisons and expand their imaginations, make them think for themselves. In turn, they break more from their prisons. Eventually, critical mass is reached. Our key word: Resolve. Evangelize with compassion and determination. And realize that there will be few in the beginning. We are hand picking our successors. They are the future of Discordianism. Let us guide our future with intelligence.

     --Reverse Brainwashing: A Guide http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php?topic=9801.0


6.5 billion Buddhas walking around.

99.xxxxxxx% forgot they are Buddha.

East Coast Hustle

best thing posted on this forum in a month or more.

10/10
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