Whaaaat?A Story by NealI think it is timely for this very short nonsensical story to resurface. Enjoy ;)Whaaaat? The irascible youngster knew he was invincible from birth so didn’t give one inch or care one iota about his foolish future. He hurled all caution to the warm tranquil breezes that blew eternal. His exasperated dysfunctional parents yelled at him usually eliciting a loud, repulsive response from the boy even though they treated him justly. Early on, his effect on others proved palpable. To unknowing onlookers, the boy’s mannerisms seemed eerie, his appearance paralyzing. Meanwhile, the proud frightened parents wrote a binding contract written in their precious life blood; their protracted dissertation proved a mixture of dread, doubt, and desperation until no blood remained. As a young man, this singular, outwardly ordinary individual became even more idiosyncratic and imperious enough to mesmerize those around him except, oddly enough, an infirm tramp and a lithe scamp. In an intimate setting watching the sheep graze, the evil man wanted to oppress all others by providing an impossible quandary for the hero, a position I thought I might satisfy. To buttress this argument, I wrangled up some enthusiasm and believed I may flourish despite the odd situation and situational odds stacked against me. As time went on, the man enjoined those around him to elate at his rise to power while sitting in the designated siege at the makeshift ceremony of the burlesque bizarre. With baited resolve, he decided to reflect upon the scene without displaying his true emotion though demanded it of the ceremonial attendees. At an imprecise impolite moment, he rose to his feet and voiced his simplistic motto, “I rule, therefore I lead” showing a sincere lack of bedside manners and exaggeratedly distracted imagination. Fully engaging his dizzying psyche, he assessed a firm assessment of the dire circumstances and appeased the anxious horde of ant-like admirers. And even though his actions caused a total paralysis of the sacred sages, he nevertheless presented a finicky attitude while addressing many unadulterated subject matters. He elected to invent a clever solution to a nonexistent world dilemma, and he put his understudy on the sensitive case. With this imperative action, the pendulum swung the other way, and he made a final grandstand demonstration full of boisterous gestures and nonsensical language. Appalled, the understudy and the hero slunk away in disgrace though the gleaming eternal promise of everlasting fame guaranteed a glowing fulfillment of joyful promise. With fruition of his sweaty efforts coming to bear, the man decided to shear his copious mane and call it a glorious day. © 2024 Neal |
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1 Review Added on January 24, 2024 Last Updated on January 24, 2024 AuthorNealCastile, NYAboutI am retired Air Force with a wife, two dogs, three horses on a little New York farm. Besides writing, I bicycle, garden, and keep up with the farm work. I have a son who lives in Alaska with his wife.. more..Writing
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