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Hello my fellow Politiores Troglodytes. This Blog is a collection of Posts, Poems, & Short Stories that I write on a daily basis. If you find it entertaining, informative, and controversial, then I have done my job properly. Thank goodness too, because Karma has been on my case of late. I'm supposed to bring fifty people into the fold or I'll have to give back the part of Einstein's brain I inherited. No, I'm not one of the Scientists who got a piece of his brain when he died. Karma said, "Eat this knowledge. It'll make you smarter!" The bargain I made with Karma was, if I could change fifty people into Politiores Populos, I would be rewarded with my very own Lamborghini. So, that's my story and I'm sticking to it! Like what you're reading, then read on. P.S. Populo is Latin for people. Politiores is Latin for educated. Troglodytes is English for troglodytes. And Einstein's brain was stolen by Thomas Stoltz Harvey after his death in 1955 and eventually divvied up into 240 pieces. If you just read that last sentence, then you have just learned something and I'm just that much closer to fulfilling my commitment to Karma!

Monday, May 28, 2018

The Man From Mars - Episode Forty Six

  I did not know this about Tiny.
  Here was a man, I mean Atlantian, who has killed one of his own kind, and I don't know how many humans, and he is showing concern for innocent lives?
  Don't get me wrong. I don't think I could have lived with myself if I was the cause of innocent lives dying. It just seems a little strange to me, that this alien, trained to protect Ponleak, the leader of these powerful aliens, and protect the amulet at all cost.
  I didn't think he had a thread of sympathy in his whole body. I don't believe, I ever seen him smile?
  Tiny says to me, "That was close. We need to talk."
  "I agree," I answered.
  He looks to the pilot and says, "I am going to have a little talk, with our friend here, in the back of the jet. Take us to Iceland using defensive strategy Genesis Delta Six."
  "Yes sir," replies the pilot.
  Then Tiny gives me a shove out of the cockpit.
  "Hey," I say to him. "I am getting tired of being pushed around."
  Tiny looks at me angrily and says, "Are you threatening me?"
  "No, no," I reply.
  "Because if you are, I know I can rip your head off before you have time to whistle Dixie with the amulet."
  "No, no." I repeat myself. "I have no intention of harming anyone, ever again."
  Then, contemplating more on what he said, I asked, "Whistle Dixie with the amulet?"
  "Good," Tiny said. Bypassing my last question.. "Because I also know, that you do not know, how use the amulet properly yet. So far, you have been very lucky in the limited times you have used it. But I feel, and no one listens to the bodyguard, that you were the wrong choice as the amulets new owner. You are too emotional, you fight within yourself about ethics, and morality concerning the amulets power. Maybe, if Ponleak would have had the time to train you properly, you might have become an honorable man."
  "I'm confused," I interrupted. "You do not believe in me?"
  "I believe the amulet is a powerful weapon." Tiny explains to me. "It was used to destroy our world. The world you call Mars."
  Tiny looks extremely sad while pausing for a moment, reflecting, then adds. "I know Ponleak didn't mean to use the amulet against our home-world. It was in a fit of rage, as we were leaving the planet. The leaders of Atlantis started broadcasting the sounds of cries of Atlantian men, women, and children being executed. They were killing anyone who was left behind, anyone who had ever worked for Ponleak, and they were killing the extended families of these Atlantians. Wiping out the whole family lineage of a person who might have cleaned the floors for Ponleak at one time. Even if they no longer worked for him."
  "They were genociding whole families because of their association with Ponleak?" I asked incredulously. Even though I knew the answer.
  "Yes," Tiny says. "The leaders said they would stop if we brought back the amulet and gave it to them."
  "Did Ponleak refuse?"
  "No," Tiny tells me. "He tried to explain to the leaders that it was a one way flight off of Atlantis. He never had plans on returning, so he never had the ship equipped with rockets which would turn the ship around. But they refused to believe him."
  "So what did he do?" I asked, a little scared.
  Tiny looks up in the air, not seeing the inside of the jet aircraft, but looking back at a time, that once was.
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  "Atlantis had oceans. We had vegetation. We had animals. It was beautiful at one time." Tiny says with tears in his eyes.
  "What did he do?" I asked again.
  "Ponleak did not mean to do it. He overreacted."
  "What did he do?" I asked, on the verge of shouting.
  "He stopped the planet's core from moving!"



To Be Continued.....


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The Man From Mars,
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