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A simple plan...
By Ali Khaghani
Saturday, May 08, 2004
Rated "G" by the Author.
Social and Political essential change
A simple Plan
It was a beautiful summer day. I was just returning from a short ride on my bike when I received his call; somewhat bewildered by my absence was Sam’s tone of anxious concern, although difficult to receive it echoed a dire plea which I for one certainly could appreciate. He wasted no time and made no sham of his intent; targeting his focus directly to the revival of my interest in the movement. He said: “..Glad you’re okay, everybody was worried for you; you know how the kids lookup to you. They were gung-ho and determined to find you. After an hour or two of searching hopelessly, they dragged their droopy faces and drooling eyes back to inform me of their mission failure.”
For an instant, for just one second I began to contemplate, considering the ease and peace granted in release. Just a harmless twisting of truth, to make-up an excuse and debrief the conversation painless
yet I regrouped and reminded myself of just how useless and oft even hurtfully misleading white lies
can be. I came clean; “I can no longer find a purpose for our easy to ignore protests, peaceful and humane today only define weak to our mislead society. I believe we’ve seen all the prosper such an approach can afford, clearly both time and the machine demand our progress in resolve.”
To my absolute shock and delight Sam giggled to whisper beneath his breath; “Precisely the reason we’ve called for a meeting tonight 6:30 at the old church. We shall discuss possible ensuing progressions towards realizing our collective goals.” Ecstatic and nearly beside myself I thanked him and proceeded to assure him of my presence at the meeting. Drunk on enthusiasm I went as far as promising my improbable and unprecedented punctuality.
Anticipation had me at the site prior to arrival of the appropriate time. Needless to say my timely appearance almost caused mayhem and even dismay; tainting the air entirely through the night. The prolonged evening got off to a fevered pace as approaches and ideas, protocols and perspectives were brought out and shared. Frantic was the mood as dire wore the air. The great diversity in paradigms and the sheer spectrum of extremities reflected a gleaming hint of versatility, whilst all in between are forever kept only to maintain, sadly living content with misery and a life defined by slavery.
Alas in the end each and every idea and solution was laid to waste, slaughtered, and shut-down by sound and reasonable arguments of a most critical assembly. I watched in silence; not a word or a gesture did I offer until a loud and almost obnoxious prominent member turned his head to me abruptly and hollered a desperate plea; “Hey man lend us a hand here. I know you’ve got a thousand and one ideas running loose all through your twisted genius head”. Attempting satire to ease the fast spreading hopeless air; I pointed at myself and gestured; dumb, deaf, and blind as portrayed, only to laugh at my joke alone. Well considering it was now in the early morning hours and frustration held a shortened fuse on the prowl and heading right for the blazing fury’s fumes.
Reluctant I stepped up to the podium, slow I began entailing the preceding designs and ideas in an effort to better comprehend the core of the wrongs; history of suffering, the fortified foundations and boundaries of mistakes we’ve bought into, the blind delusions we fear so intimately, elimination of which depends directly on our understanding of their design and structure. I began to elaborate; “All of the ideas and designs presented here. I found viable drafts and outlines felt certainly doable. Such intents and convictions empowered hopeful fruition to again blossom within me. So why, why did they fail? They falter for they were perfect drafts and merely machine manufactured by over-educated, insensitive, calculating minds, placing our fate in the cold hands of a machine. Have you “science is my religion guys” ever considered: what if your control groups were simply not representative? I mean what if the other known and even the yet to be known forms of life with whom we share each divine moment in
this vast universe just do not find your silly scientific laws agreeable, slowly disassembling your system of beliefs like a crumbling wall that’s lost its place at the base and foundation of all your scientific laws?
We must realize that we have surrendered unto absolutes in a world which does not tolerate but relativity. So our only hard facts remain the perennial farcical nod of majority’s approval, an acknowledging commitment to believe. Remember prior to the grand discovery of earth’s global dimensions, science and therefore mankind perceived our planet to consist of a flat surface. Such was a scientific TRUTH ! As was the law of speed we presumed maximized at light velocity. This was a scientific FACT until not longer than a couple of decades ago. I have a notion we still have a few more laws of your science to dismiss.
My point by this slaughter of your semi-precious time is to allow you depth by which to conceive simplicity. The flaw of all tonight’s preceding conceptual over-read campaigners is an shared affinity, absurd addiction of complexity, complicating everything, overt ego masturbators, historian narcissists, references and quotes to replace voided personalities, forever to refer man back to the pages of a failed history. Well I disagree. Hell, how can we refer to the events of our past to help us with future? Our disastrous history can only serve as a reminder of things not to do. Reminds me of an old ignorant saying; “history repeats itself”. NO, it does not! WE DO! Mankind repeats his mistakes. So tonight here amid a certain deponent air we’ve heard and felt honest brave men and women, no-less volunteering their lives for the sake of liberty. I’d like to apologize before moving on incase I do somehow offend anyone, it’s all really too much for me honestly. This demanded customary-complexity, such tragic profanity, Woops or was it profoundly tragic? Am I making any sense? Anyone need a potty break yet?
Okay tell me something, is this not the nation which coined; “Government of the people, by the people, for the people”? Alright then do we all agree that consumption and money are the lifeblood of capitalism? They are as arsenic to humanity and society as can be, now with that in-mind in order for people to take back this land, to reclaim this nation, our country, and even this condemned planet; we must first take a step back, slow from this paced and hectic rat race in pursuit of misery and digest the moment at hand and observe the overt power of our unity. Try for a moment to be ignorant, be dumb like me. Be weary of fragile education resulting in doubts within you only. Consider a simple plan, plain-wrapped strategy, packaged and ready to serve the fast-food generation. Now then who here amongst all the gathered obese brain owners can answer me just one question;
What would happen come tomorrow; it’s Monday morning and not a single American shows-up to work, everyone sleeps in. Tell me now could you just hear the criminal wheels of the machine’s come to a creaking halt. A thunderous crash and then it’ll all be over; the great reset button of our creed. Enemy disarmed and not a single drop of blood to stain the sheets.”
Copyright ©2004 Ali Khaghani
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|Reviewed by Nicole Williams
|A write with great depth and insight...Excellent!!!
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|good write, ali! thanks for sharing!
(((HUGS))) and love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
thanks for your kind review, ali; it is much appreciated! :D