an immigrant internet self promoter dreamt of avenues to personal gain bathing in the notoriety of bad publicity borrowing an Achilles heel of esoteric hate
illuminati master thief light bearer without a soul intolerant of all religions, denouncing politics not his own
perspective of the bitter fool hating life, people and himself haunted by his history recorded forever in cyber space
agonizing for recognition performing a superiority test in his head spewing fallacies onto his critics ad hominem his favorite logical tool chest
in his nightmares a planetary cesspool gave birth squirming with parasites, morons and the unseen head human mind waste drained of value paralysed like unread books on a shelf
he hated everyone he ever met embraced himself as his favorite cause and the ones he claimed to truly love were pockets to be picked for gauze
time sped up, his greed bled out exceeding all previous bounds as the world crawled up to his black door he escaped with an unheard sound
in a rage filled desperate moment he leapt off the overpass as his head hit the pavement below he knew the warmth of peace at last
in the end he prayed for irony would his life begin in death
Solomon Tulbure October 18, 1969 – November 17, 2004
Excellent write! The world is much better off without people like he was! Justice has been done!
Cynthia
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on November 21, 2004
Was he on your christmas card list.
Nicely done..
Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
Reviewed on November 21, 2004
You won't be sending this to his family will you? Do you know on the day this happened, an armed robber trying to escape the police took a thirty six foot leap from an overpass, he survived with two legs that may have to be removed but he is alive. Our guy sounds like he leaped into his Swan dive.
I am in Awe....thanks for this stunning read....mystery solved...never really knew Who and What this "Solomon Tulbure" thingy was...I had it totally wrong....thanks for sharing!!
Love Tinka
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on November 20, 2004
You are truly Super-Girl, my friend. Sara, isn’t it amazing that we have been monitoring this knucklehead, and he finally decides to leap off a bridge. One can only hope that all his victims can now find solace in knowing this individual, will never rob anyone else nor spew the rotten filth and hate that he did from his web sites. It’s truly a shame, but in the end, poetic justice has been served. Too bad you couldn’t fly down there and catch him before he splattered off the roadway. Take care and be well.
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Excellent write! The world is much better off without people like he was! Justice has been done!
Cynthia
Nicely done..
embraced himself as his favorite cause
and the ones he claimed to truly love
were pockets to be picked for gauze."
I think I know this person. Excellent write.
Love Tinka