Post by tobeornottobe on Jul 28, 2006 3:48:25 GMT -5
A barren field awaits in the distance. All that is there is a small red light. The light grows larger and larger, clawing its way through the thick, dark and muggy fog. Birds flee from trees. The flapping of wings like a broken table fan in the summer haze. The red light (soon enough) evolves into an ember, seizing it position...and then it moves out as if this were the "War in Iraq". Just like a squad, it spreads. Farther and wider.
It stretches far and deep, waiting for the quarterback to throw the wining touchdown.
That was the only voice that cries out. Laughter follows as trees fall down like the great leaders of this country. The crackling of embers similar to a brash public, having a word for everything. Out to the distance, comes a man dressed in black. He walks away from the inferno, leaving it in the background with his hands in his jean pockets and his face down looking at the earth, with a chuckle. Is he proud for what he has just done? Who knows.
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It stretches far and deep, waiting for the quarterback to throw the wining touchdown.
"Where is Smokey the Bear?".
That was the only voice that cries out. Laughter follows as trees fall down like the great leaders of this country. The crackling of embers similar to a brash public, having a word for everything. Out to the distance, comes a man dressed in black. He walks away from the inferno, leaving it in the background with his hands in his jean pockets and his face down looking at the earth, with a chuckle. Is he proud for what he has just done? Who knows.
"Do you want to know why I laugh?. Why I find this path of destruction amusing?. Well...I will tell you. This fiery inferno is nothing but a metaphor for where my feelings stand today. They stand in the path of hatred and in the path of wanting some redemption. I had no choice for my absence of late. But now people get to see the true side of me. The pride I hold of my heritage and the unwillingness to give up without success. I am...Your new savior. The new figure of admiration. A new man, stands before you. Not the same "Anger Written" comedy act and poised figure of the media's amusement, but as a real life messiah. I stand by fans of the WFWF and I say to them, "Join me, or be against me"...Your Mexican Icon is back at last.
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