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[ The Killing Truth ] [ By The GNN ]
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"THE KILLING TRUTH"
by THE GNN/DualCrew-Shining/uXu
"The voice of my education said to me
he must be killed"
(D.H. Lawrence)
Last year, I met the most dangerous man on planet earth.
When you looked at him he did not look especially dangerous
at all. He was thin, rather short and his eyes where tired
as if he had never slept in his whole life. He spoke with a
low dark voice and he never looked directly into my eyes
while talking.
Speakers played soft piano music around us that small pub
downtown, when I saw him for the first time. The pub was
almost empty - it was just me and him there. I do not know
why he was there. For myself, I was there to celebrate on
my own. It was my twenty-fifth birthday. I offered him my
company but he said no. To convince him, I had to buy him
three bottles of beer before he started to talk.
I admit that I wanted his company. You can say that I
bought his company just to escape from the loneliness. My
friends where gone and I felt empty. I just wanted someone
to talk to. Now I regret that I went to that pub, that I
began to talk to him. My life would never be the same.
I am the most dangerous man on planet earth, he said. Let
me tell you why. Do not interrupt me. I know the killing
truth. I learned it six years ago, after studying
philosophy and psychology. It is a simple truth, but it
kills. Listen, have any one ever asked you a question that
you cannot answer? Of course not. There is always an answer
to everything. Maybe you do not know that answer, but you
know that there is an answer. The killing truth is a
question that cannot be answered and everybody know that at
once. You know what I mean? No you, do not. But you try
to understand and that is enough. You cannot even try to
understand the killing truth.
So tell me that 'killing truth', I said. Let us see if
you are right. I bet you are just talking crap.
He did not answer. He just looked at me with a neutral
face. I will not tell you, he said after a while. If I
tell you, you will loose your last hope. Humans are
rational beings - we need hope to survive. Animals have a
strong instinct to survive. They do not commit suicide.
Humans have an instinct to but not so strong. We survive
because half of our mind says that we have to survive, the
other half says that we have some kind of hope for the
future. The killing truth removes the hope. What is left
is a weak instinct for surviving. That instinct is not
enough. When the hope is gone in a rational human, he will
die. Maybe not at once, but almost. I am almost dead.
Even I am not resistant to the killing truth. But I never
regret that I found it.
He rose from the chair. Good bye, he said politely. You
will probably see me again some day. I know that for sure.
Some day, everybody on this planet will be aware of the
killing truth. All humans suck. They deserve to die.
Some day, I will tell everybody the killing truth. I will
remove the last hope from everybody, just for the sake of
it. Good bye.
Oh yes, he was right. I saw him again and I still do. He
talks about the misery of the world and for each new day
that passes he looks more and more sad.
He is close to revealing the killing truth now. I know
that, and I am watch him every day, just waiting for it.
You probably see him every day too.
He is working at the six o'clock television news.
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