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- | There Ain't No Justice |
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- | #82 |
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- - Free & Dominate -
- by Dirk Gently
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- "FREE"
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- I lay there, as I have for some time now, nothing has changed in the
- time I've been here. I can see and hear the world pass me by, but I can not
- move to do anything about it. I can not speak, nor do anything on my own.
- Tubes bring food into my body, tubes push the air of life into my lungs, and
- machines keep my heart beating.
-
- I see the ceiling most of the time, occasional a nurse will close my
- eyes and I will "sleep". Though I can't open my eyes on my own, they open
- themselves. Then, after they've been open for a while, I regain a sort of
- consciousness.
-
- Some times the nurse will come in and sit my bed up and turn on the TV,
- and some drab programs will flash by my line of sight, and I will lay there,
- as I always do.
-
- The days that hurt me are the days my mom comes to see me. She talks
- with me, GOD! How I want to talk back to her, but I can't. After a while she
- starts to cry, she always does. I can feel the tears in my eyes, but none
- come, they never do. My mom will cry until she has to leave and then say, "I
- love you...." I love you too mom, I love you very much. How I hurt. My
- physical pain does not exist, but mentally I'm torn apart.
-
- "He's not shown any improvement, he's brain is dammed beyond repair, he
- is brain dead." came the words as my consciousness came back again. "What is
- your decision?" I could just make out a doctor talking to my mother. My
- mother looked at me, those eyes, so wet with the tears of her pain. Why could
- I not cry for her.
-
- My mother signed a paper, and broke down crying.
-
- The doctor went of to the side of my bed, and I heard a click. What
- could he be doing. Then at once I knew. I no longer heard the ping of the
- heart monitor, the air pump no longer pumped the blessed air into my lungs. I
- heard my lungs force themselves to work, my heart struggled to beat long
- enough, long enough for what?
-
- "I love you mom." the words came from my mouth with purpose and pride,
- "Thank you..." my mom smiled back at me her eyes sad to see me go but happy
- to know I was happy. "...I'm free..." those last words were something I've
- waited to hear for so long.
-
- I realized then that I not been truly alive, I was just holding onto a
- flame that should have gone out long ago, I'm free. The last thing I heard
- was my heart beat, one last strong time, and then I was a peace, so was my
- mother, and that's all that matters.
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- "DOMINATE"
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-
- The sky was dark and dreary. I felt the oppression of my labors upon me,
- how could I have been such a fool al this time. "Easy" I say to no one. I
- always fall for that face, no matter what happens. I am the ultimate fool.
-
- I can still see her looking at me, that face that could change my life,
- though never for the better. I often wonder what I see, or what I think when
- she's around, but of course I don't think, my will is her's to command.
-
- But once I leave and get into the trouble I always seem to bee in I
- realize what a stupid idea that what I'm doing is, but of course then it's
- too late.
-
- Then I'll go to her and say something like "I can't believe that you
- sent me into that!" or "What are you crazy, I could have been killed". But of
- course I never say any of these thing, she just looks at me and I think how
- selfish I've been and how much I just want to help her again, "Not this
- time." I swear to any god that may be listening, "Not again!".
-
- But these are fools words, I know that will happen.
-
- "There you are, I was hopping you would be here soon." comes that dulcet
- voice, I knew she was near, I could 'feel' her.
-
- "Come in from the rain before you get sick." She beckons, she sounds so
- sweat, so alone, so in need.... no I can't fall again.
-
- But alas I go in the door, she holds my hand as she leads me into the
- house.
-
- "Hold me." How can I resist her request, I hold her, her body warms
- mine, my aches and pains fade away, along with my will. I know already that I
- am her's.
-
- "You've been hurt so, let me heal you." She says taking off my shirt.
- "Your wounds run deep this time, but I'm sure I can help you." she says
- making it sound like I owe her something.
-
- As she binds my wounds I let my mind go to a better place, a place I
- hope I will one day find happiness in.
-
- "You will heal fine, as always my pet. Now easy my needs." She says with
- a longing look, "Satisfy the fire that is my desire." she smiles with her
- little rhyme. She reaches over and unbuckles my paints, as easily as she
- unbuckles my will. What follows can only be described as my total giving of
- my essence to her. She takes my will then my body. I don't want to give, but
- I must.
-
- "I love you." she says as she drops off her what little remains of her
- garments.
-
- "I love you." I say as I pull out my gun, "But I must do this."
-
- She looks at me, as if she had not seen the gun, but she knows it there.
- She stands and raises her arms up, "Do what you must."
-
- Pulling on the trigger is like pulling solid steel. I begin to doubt my
- own strength, but at last I win, the hammer pulls back then slams forward
- with a satisfying BANG.
-
- "I love you." she gets out in a guttural blood chocked voice as she
- slides to the floor.
-
- "I love you" I say, almost said to see her lying there dead. "I hope to
- find that place I dream of." My final words to the world as I pull the
- trigger one last time, this time the barrel points towards me. Funny that I
- find it easier to pull the trigger when the barrel is pointed at
- me..........
-
-
- THE END?
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