Travails of a Human AddictA Chapter by W. C. Forrest
For your information, I am a superstar, superstar in life and I certainly am not a khan. I don’t come cheap and I am arrogant as hell, but then I have earned it. I am not only defining numerous lives across the globe but also directors all over the world are making movies revolving around me; actor like Johnny Depp consider it a privilege to work in movies like ‘Blow’. A lot is based on lies fabricated so here is where you will get to know the real me, this is where you will gaze into soul.
To start with my qualities, I am versatile, a herald of elation and euphemism for poison at the same time. For heaven’s sake, when I help you in arousal even Viagra is shies away. I have been graced with many names such as ‘Angie (Because am hot)’, ‘Blow (You snot me fools)’, ‘Charlie (yeah, Sheen worships me) ’, ‘Flake (Crystallized baby)’, ‘Freebase (on the expensive side of course)’, ‘Hard (get the irony b*****s)’, ‘Henry (a sophisticated name)’, ‘Nose (Sounds funny but acts funnier)’, ‘Candy (50 cent brah!)’, ‘Rock (you not only rock but also roll with me)’, ‘Snow (Well, lord graced me with a fair complexion and am totally averse to racism based on color)’ and ‘Stardust (Did I not mention am a star before? Guys, that was rhetoric!)’ to name a few. In fact, I am a minor deity, a demigod who is in love with human sacrifice unlike whimsically created false gods of yours. I AM REAL SATAN. I mostly come from Bolivia, Colombia and Peru. It’s a culture here to chew me even as a leaf which always leaves me ecstatic. Also, am really good for business, organized crime lords thrive over me, sell me like a prostitute, sort of a high class call girl, but work my friends is worship. I have traveled all over the world in all forms of transport starting from condoms which is then swallowed by women (yes sir, I love BJs too) to couriers. Sometimes, my demeanor might lead you to commit wanton acts but we all have faults, no one can be perfect, even a demigod for that matter. My only problem, I love helping humans, addicted to them. I make them feel confident, they can talk funny and the trippy nights are certainly longer when I am in the system. I am the caviar of streets and clubs, a connoisseur of enchantment. No denying the fact that I love being in control and controlling others (duh! talking about humans here). I am born as a meager leaf, granted a very godly birth but not much can be done in that form, have to be ambitious in life so with a little help of my friends petrol, kerosene and chemicals such as sulfuric acid I attain my current state of pure awesomeness. What really pisses me off is that authorities all over the world have banned me as if I am some kind of criminal. I just do what I was born to do. I didn't choose this legacy, neither did I want this to be my destiny but these hypocrites have made my life tough for some time. They shun me from outside and embrace me in solitude as if I and my clan have no feelings. I am literally smuggled into the countries now. It used to be so much easier in the past when you all used to simply chew me; those were good days when I was considered as an equal without any duplicity. I was even courteous enough to the extent of extending my benevolence to the government in the form of taxes on my production (my knowledge center Wikipedia will acknowledge my claims). I have been omnipresent my foolish friends, ever since my discovery. How else my gracious Ma’am and Sirs do you think your favorite drink ‘Coca-Cola’ came into nascence or what if not me that gave Sherlock Holmes peace? Enough talks for one day, I would take your leave now, time to satisfy my addiction of humans since my craving is mind boggling right now. Remember friends, I have been here for a long time and I will not be obliterated so easily no matter how your stupid legal system works. So all my ever loyal humans out there, never fear when god is here. Adios. © 2014 W. C. Forrest |
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Added on April 3, 2014 Last Updated on April 3, 2014 AuthorW. C. ForrestNew Delhi, IndiaAboutA voracious reader on a journey to realize his existential conundrum. An ardent follower of his whimsical conceptions who admires, savours and relishes finesse and virtuosity.The words 'Whimsical Conc.. more..Writing
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