Note: The following are ideas and notions that are purely for comical purposes. Peruse and read as such. Any hating will not be tolerated. Feedback is encouraged to a certain degree. Enjoy.
9.00 am
The patient walked in dazed and confused, apparently adjusting to his new surroundings. His arms are tied to his sides by a straightjacket and accompanied by armed guards. He wobbles over to the easy chair that’s placed 45 degrees from my view. He turns his head slowly at me and starts telling me his latest story of insanity…
I’m just messing with you guys. I had this crazy idea last night while talking to Azhan about marriage, religion and finding the big picture over some of Nizmi’s amazing Dubai chocolates and a sheesha. Good times.
We somehow went towards the Destroyer, the biblical character that will one day cause mankind to fall to its lowest and thus probably trigger the next Enlightenment or the Second Coming.
Then we were talking about Barack Obama, newly elected President of the USA. Despite his controversial background and heritage (to the Americans, I suppose) he has managed to wow and capture not only the people of his country but from other nations as well that have less than pleasant relations with the United States. He is a charismatic person and probably the symbol of hope and change that has never been this strong for a very, very long time.
9.15 a.m
As the patient babbles on with his backstory to his point, I start doodling on my notepad, not paying any attention to him. However, his next sentences might be the ones that might make me think I’m crazy. This is because for some reason… I believe him. I really do. Help me.
It’s almost a miracle, that a country like the USA (the following sentences are purely my own opinion and should be taken in good humour) who are God-fearing, Muslim-bashing, KKK enthusiasts and the epitome of sickening patriotism and self-righteousness, would actually elect a president, who is 1st of all, black and has Muslim ties.
These people have paid attention to him, been captivated by him and cried for him when he got elected. If my spidey-sense is right, Barack Obama may be potentially the greatest human there will be and will be ultimately the salvation of mankind OR he will be the Destroyer. He, as the underdog, not just any normal underdog, but one with uh… qualities that are not easily tolerated in the American society has not only won the election by a landslide but inspired millions of people in his nation and others as well, as I have mentioned. It’s jaw-dropping and freakishly scary, if you ask me.
Just… think about it. It works out all too well. I hope that my delusions are mere delusions. I would hate for it to be true, but you have been warned.
11.45 am
I clutch my notepad in disbelief as he finishes his story. Those insane eyes drill into my own with a sense of honesty and certainty that I can’t shake. I have made my decision. I pray that I am doing the right thing
13.50 pm
With disbelief and astonishment running through my veins, I stare back at the supermax asylum behind me with the lights dim and sirens dying into the distance. I have been convinced. Whoever who finds this, I leave you with your assumptions of my sanity and his. But I leave you with a line at the end of these notes.
Peace out y’all.
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