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I am What ? Fill in the gap. X marks the spot. I before God. I before I-me. I was before the menacing and fortunately lowly, without-power Foegod, of Whatnot keepemin-theater. I love a good play and street-theater has no ticket-takers. He brought around the higher-ups. They glanced and low-toned me from the anti-way at the door. They appeared more intelligent, of better class, somewhat educated. He argued to have me put befoe the hickory-dickory-dock, tick-tock where the 2nds would chime for me. So what was the up-shot ? Yes a shoddy affair all-round. They wouldn't to him give me, and then a snarky grin, "I got you under my skin". So the best he could do was embarrass me. It was the Grand embarrassment Finale.

Suicide is the exception no-accepting. It was a way-out un-allowed by the Catholic Church. It was the true incontrovertible, no look-back do-overs. I really don't like it here. I didn't ask for this. I want out. These people are crazy. That great parody, the '66 "King of Hearts" film - who are the crazies here ? the locked up psychiatrics or the military at war.

And the argument was, so here we are aliens crash-landed on this pygmy planet. So what are we going to do ? You going to cry about it or let's get organized, make survivability out of it. Let's build something.

I could never beat that argument. The trouble was, they had already built it. Now I am in it, like a crashed landed time traveller. So where's my choice now ? Like Michael Rennie in "The Day The Earth Stood Still", just move in and check-out the customarys.

There were two sides to the border, us and them. Who should I be, them or us ? Well - having criss-crossed the border how many times now ? I was probably developing a border-line personality.

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