Two little Genius's a short story.
clifford_1972
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One day,On a farm in the countryside of Switzerland,and the gay streets of Paris,Two little boys were born.Born to a set of lower class families, working long,hard,and strenuos work for numerous amounts of time,Just to be able to feed their families.Back then times were tough,War had ended.Times were tough,Beautiful hillsides and towns that once thrived,now they lay in rubble.
But these two boys were educated,Ideas of a perfect society or master race were tossed aside and covered with ideas of complete control government.Marxism meets Communism at it's finest.Books like Mein Kampf and the idealogiocal reasoning of a Marxist society.
When they first met,the boys were both only 15 years old.Education was complete and a lifetime of labor ahead.They spoke to each other one day and to each one's surprise,They were both very highly intelligent,Well educated.They introduced themselves."My name is Myckal.Who are you?"he asked."I am Jacque.It's nice to meet someone with the same intellect as I."he said to Myckal."likewise,"Myckal replied.Then the two boys sat together for a days pay and discussed what they wanted to do or be when the other had grown.To both there surprise,they both responded"I WANT TO RULE THE WORLD!"And then the boys both laughed and parted ways.
A few years later, they meet once again.This time though,something is different,something not to clear.Myckal,got himself to be the ruler of his state while Jacque hid privately trying to figure out where the mistakes of the past could be turned to favoritism.
As they confer with each other on different ways of achieving this feat,this world domination.They both sat back sharing wine and laughing,plotting to rule with their might.Myckal had decided that "In order to rule the world we must gain the trust of the people so that what we tell them to do,to say,where and when to work,what your pay is,where and how you live,what you can eat,And always be able to see and search any dwelling with no question or you will be imprisoned!"And to this Jacque replied"No!What we must do is to not help anyone whom is even the slightest threat to our society,our thinking,our way of life.No commerce except within our own borders,No allowing of peoples not registered under our rule will be admitted,Every person must have work,Food,shelter ,even if it is only a blanket,a glass,and a crumb.That is how we will rule.With an iron fist only for ourselves and no one else!"
After a few more drinks and laughs,They decide to try to start their Reign of Good (at least in their minds).But when met with opposition,the two became agressive and tried to force their beliefs on the masses.For every one they recruited,they met with three who opposed.So one day they decide to start their own little war.They went to seek revenge on those who opposed them and banished them for life.As their army gathered,they waited for the sun to rise.They wait and wait until suddenly,the sun has risen.Myckal leads the charge into battle with Jacque right behind him as they spew their literature,their beliefs and begin the slaughter of the innocent's only to that their meek attempt at the start of their world domination did the armies of the free,the meek,the narrow-minded as they saw them.Yet in a whisper of the wind and a cry for freedoms and rights,Their army was Defeated!Slaughtered by the ones who protect the free,the innocent.The leaders of today built upon the bricks of the foundations laid by our fore fathers.
Alas,dead were Myckal and Jacque,Their ideals are still around today,but they are no longer practiced they are taught as a lesson.The lessson is that without the support of the people you're only as good as your peers.
HISTORY is doomed to repeat itself,the only question is when!
But these two boys were educated,Ideas of a perfect society or master race were tossed aside and covered with ideas of complete control government.Marxism meets Communism at it's finest.Books like Mein Kampf and the idealogiocal reasoning of a Marxist society.
When they first met,the boys were both only 15 years old.Education was complete and a lifetime of labor ahead.They spoke to each other one day and to each one's surprise,They were both very highly intelligent,Well educated.They introduced themselves."My name is Myckal.Who are you?"he asked."I am Jacque.It's nice to meet someone with the same intellect as I."he said to Myckal."likewise,"Myckal replied.Then the two boys sat together for a days pay and discussed what they wanted to do or be when the other had grown.To both there surprise,they both responded"I WANT TO RULE THE WORLD!"And then the boys both laughed and parted ways.
A few years later, they meet once again.This time though,something is different,something not to clear.Myckal,got himself to be the ruler of his state while Jacque hid privately trying to figure out where the mistakes of the past could be turned to favoritism.
As they confer with each other on different ways of achieving this feat,this world domination.They both sat back sharing wine and laughing,plotting to rule with their might.Myckal had decided that "In order to rule the world we must gain the trust of the people so that what we tell them to do,to say,where and when to work,what your pay is,where and how you live,what you can eat,And always be able to see and search any dwelling with no question or you will be imprisoned!"And to this Jacque replied"No!What we must do is to not help anyone whom is even the slightest threat to our society,our thinking,our way of life.No commerce except within our own borders,No allowing of peoples not registered under our rule will be admitted,Every person must have work,Food,shelter ,even if it is only a blanket,a glass,and a crumb.That is how we will rule.With an iron fist only for ourselves and no one else!"
After a few more drinks and laughs,They decide to try to start their Reign of Good (at least in their minds).But when met with opposition,the two became agressive and tried to force their beliefs on the masses.For every one they recruited,they met with three who opposed.So one day they decide to start their own little war.They went to seek revenge on those who opposed them and banished them for life.As their army gathered,they waited for the sun to rise.They wait and wait until suddenly,the sun has risen.Myckal leads the charge into battle with Jacque right behind him as they spew their literature,their beliefs and begin the slaughter of the innocent's only to that their meek attempt at the start of their world domination did the armies of the free,the meek,the narrow-minded as they saw them.Yet in a whisper of the wind and a cry for freedoms and rights,Their army was Defeated!Slaughtered by the ones who protect the free,the innocent.The leaders of today built upon the bricks of the foundations laid by our fore fathers.
Alas,dead were Myckal and Jacque,Their ideals are still around today,but they are no longer practiced they are taught as a lesson.The lessson is that without the support of the people you're only as good as your peers.
HISTORY is doomed to repeat itself,the only question is when!
"When a man lies,He murders some part of the world
These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986
These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986
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'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."
--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed--
Here's something that I find amazing written long ago by a woman named EMMA LAZARUS
Life and Art
Not while the fever of the blood is strong,
The heart throbs loud, the eyes are veiled, no less
With passion than with tears, the Muse shall bless
The poet-sould to help and soothe with song.
Not then she bids his trembling lips express
The aching gladness, the voluptuous pain.
Life is his poem then; flesh, sense, and brain
One full-stringed lyre attuned to happiness.
But when the dream is done, the pulses fail,
The day's illusion, with the day's sun set,
He, lonely in the twilight, sees the pale
Divine Consoler, featured like Regret,
Enter and clasp his hand and kiss his brow.
Then his lips ope to sing--as mine do now.
'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."
--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed--
To answer your question,Yes the setting is post WW2.I was just reminiscing about the days of past history lessons and somewhat present situation.Myckal and Jacque are metaphors but I wont say who or what they stand for.I feel that art is open to interpretation and relation to ones current or upcoming situation.will say that the past 2 or 3 elections were also on my mind.Maybe thats why I was politically correct with it all.The inspiration lies within the feeble attempts to change or monitor our government.after all,It's still we The People,right?Anywho,the last thing I will say is that the 2 characters are based on people whom share these beliefs in politics yet were never successful in making the Ballot!:cool)
These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986
'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."
--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed--
thank you... and thank you for the private words... you're a doll.
These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986