The Chief Buyer

“Hi I’m your local planetary corporation head of HR Gene Cold Heart, I play in a shitty played out rockin roll band by day auction off, you the people by night” he bellowed arrogantly as he came on tv

“We are down at the local market today to find some new employees to get to manufacture the goods, lets see what the sheriffs have rounded up for us today we have 6 lucky contestants”

By then he was having his intended effect on the crowd, getting them to ignore that he was about to buy people and put them to work for what he believed to be right, but we all knew was wrong well those of us that didn’t tune in to their profane broadcasts.

“Employee contestant number 1, was a graffiti vandal boooo” He continued coldly empty inside

“Lets see if we can turn him into someone we can confine to a small white space encase we are shocked by his art, we have your complacency at our hearts we never want to upset you” he stated

“Employee contestant number 1 what do you have to say for yourself?” the chief buyer quizzed

“I will never paint for you only myself and you can never confine me to your world” He cried with pride, a man who has been kept up for days and beaten and chased who if the viewers could see was a pale a beaten shadow of his former self of two days ago, victimized by the many for the needs of the few.

Oh how the people at home did cheer at that, it had been a while since they had a saw government of earth had deemed a natural wild artist man plucked from his habitat and forced in a boring grey box where nothing matters and he doesn’t want to survive in their grey world dear reader oh no, this man wanted to live out their in the world free to make his own choices and mistakes it was this that excited the crowd that spirit of wild freedom unbridled by the yoke of society, only able to be broken by force but they will never force him to survive on their terms.

Suddenly on the view screens watched around the globe by people who never move, a portal opened out of thin air over by where they held the 6 prisoners!

A lone figure blasted out stunning the guards

“Folks if your watching at home we are under attack by the time terrorist again” The chief buyer told the viewers they have just kid napped today’s stock and knocked out cold our beloved local sheriffs.” the viewers went crazy for the first time in a while people got out of them chairs stood up and cheered for the little guy, even tho the system took care of them they new it would be ending soon and a new one would be built.

to this day no one knows why the people got up that day for the first time ever and in a fit of rage collectively burned out what had kept them docile and went back outside to communicate, and build in person.our scientist still have yet to unlock the mystery of this day or how the attack was carried out in December 12 of 2012

 

…..meanwhile at this exact moment somewhere beyond time, in the offices of what the chief buyer called time terrorist.

“Can you believe they are still teaching 2012, don’t they know it wasn’t us? the lone figure spotted on tv that day asked

“I dunno brother maybe they figured it out just enough, to be curious about it, perhaps one day they will know we where just like them and still are them in the future” a woman replied before they both stepped into the box they now had to survive in because the universe was devoid of all energy it had been spent. the box was placed back on a never ending rack of boxes stacked millions of miles high off the barren rock we once called earth collectively generating the electricity that now kept them alive themselves as they had very little choice in the matter left.

“Wounder why the big boss choose those six people this time?”the woman said

“I dunno blind faith in something bigger then himself maybe?” the man replied as it seemed natural to him as he always fallowed the big bosses without question often his woman didn’t but he always did out of fear secretly never telling his partner this!

“Hard to say that bastard always seems so arrogantly sure of himself who made him the decider?” replied the woman

“we did, and we may not want to admit that if we don’t like it sometimes but we did” replied the man

 

the end

By the time travelers of the world for all those people sick of being stuck in boxes that cant see the forest for the trees because it’s accepted electric transcribed by a mere human

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Published by: lumenuniverse

I write fiction, do street art, used to paint trains but that's really hard when your old, they just always seemed so dull and NY had better trains then we did with more color so i always liked throwing paint at my trains, I have one main blog which is my idea board which you are probably free to steel from just don't let me catch you with my more professional lawyers, I was depressed at one point in life because people kept pointing out i was different then them thanks, I guess i am, I don't fit in anywhere particular but I'm pretty happy because it seems like instead i fit in everywhere. I occasionally use grape vines to talk at some people, which are slow but un hack-able, I'm also my own medical researcher and a host of other nifty job titles i don't mind doing for myself it makes me happier each day! I am intelligent to the point where i'm hyper curious about things so i tend to ask alot of question about stuff if peole dont piss on me for having the super human ability of curiosity which keeps me learning despite a system that turned its back on me long ago, I still survive and write, one day i might go public but considering I'm probably wanted in my home town and don't even know it because i never got caught i don't often clue people in on who i am on earth, on the inter webs. while i have many masks that may seems scary even to some people I'm genuinely just a man making his community a better place to live for everyone he talks to that ever had a sad story who erased my metal ass face? I liked my metal face?

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