Friday, February 1, 2013

Crystal Ball


I know God, you have your crystal ball. Guided by more than ten years worth of profiling, live 24/7 wireless surveillance and a primitive mind reader. But how strong and reliable is your intel and how accurate are your projections going to be from this crystal ball? Add the fact that I know about them with a fair degree of certainty. And yet you continue to make life altering decisions based on that. The Truth is - all you need is an excuse however flimsy that is. As long as it's there, it's good enough for you!


I know you are a winner. And want to remain that way at whatever cost and by whatever means. I know you could manipulate any event to your advantage. I am pretty sure by now, you must have fitted my profile with Adam Lanza's. Just like how you tried to fit me with Cho's and as recently with Holmes's. I know this when your trusted allies after every such incident probe me at your behest looking for those specific combination of words from me when uttered could be misinterpreted but would still provide you with ample justification to do what you find so delightful. I hope this time you couldn't feast on people's gullibility despite the fact that you had seized an emotional moment!

On the other hand, I am not very surprised. Back in those days, terrorism was the most happening thing so you fitted me there. That had worked out wonders for you for a long time to come. To keep people around me in fear and distrust. You have now moved on to these school shootings. I pray like everyone else for this insanity to stop. Just ban and confiscate all the weapons I would say, at the least the semi-automatic assault ones! You wouldn't believe it if I had said this, would you God or you rather not believe it? That's exactly my point.

You know I have a crystal ball too. I predict just like you do. If you look back, my predictions about what you are going to do have been far more accurate than yours. It's just that I don't go around bragging about it and feeling good about it. Well God let me tell you something, just because you think you know what I am by secretly spying on me, that doesn't mean you are very different than me. In one sense, we are very similar.  We just have different fixations,
that's all!

I know exactly how you feel this very moment God. Wouldn't you want me in a room without windows?. To hurt me with impunity?. I wonder what you would do if you got me boxed in. Would you peel me, grate me or slice me?

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