Age Of Silence The Idea Of Independence And The Reason Why It's Austere
Hell opened a new wing on the sixth of June and
expanded into the area of human, lustful yearnings with
a shopping mall the size of Canada and consumer
friendly strategies:
“Reasonably priced goods and free parking to cover all
your hellish needs”.
The red ribbon was cut by Martin Luther, Gandhi and
Mussolini in a televised ceremony of epic proportions
broadcasted at six o’clock sharp. They all smiled to
the cameramen from Diabolos Daily and the Hell Gazette
as the brimstone building was made accessible to sinful
shoppers of all ages and convictions.
Sadly the C.E.O. could not be there for the opening
though his spirit lay thick over the parking lot.
Shamka, the Arab clerk, smiled his largest smile as the
customers started seeping through the revolving door
and into the sulphur-smelling, muzak-filled mall. Armed
with strange copper coins and charcoal check books,
ceaselessly searching for Beelzebub’s best bargains.
Everything was neatly stacked in monstrous shelves that
demanded climbing skills and a complete absence of
acrophobia. Several shoppers ceased to hope for
happiness already there, returning their coins and
crawling back to the surface – Dependent, dim and
drowning in a self-inflicted loss of dignity.
Those who stayed behind eventually got lost and ended
up desperately searching for the emergency exit. They
found there was none, and there coins were collected
while their check books were torn to shreds.
Luckily they all had credit cards.
