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(under construction) My secret weapon is:  a Question

That’s what whipped em into such a state of fear over my little venture to reveal the truth.  One detail at a time

Though before that, i foot-soldiered until i was 48 - hailed as:  a war hero   

Tall, strong, athletic -  cool in pressure situations - known for my endurance

If that sounds sexy  - sorry to ruin it: i’m ugly as sin

 

Once my sentence was passed,  i was given a chance to:    beg:  

The Mercy of THE Court  

What punishment do you suggest you ought to receive for your crimes, then?

Ahrr  … How about:   a Gov-paid stipend for:    the rest of my life …  ?

In appreciation of my rich contribution to exposing inherent corruption in:   The Establishment’s Thought control model …

They didn’t go for that  -  as we know - though in a morbid way - they unwittingly fell into my trap.  I’d successfully checkmated The State into:  killing me  

Suicide by principle, if you like

I  prophesize (correctly) at the trial, the waiting infamy of those who pass this sentence: Yes, it’ll feel great for a while, when you finally get rid of me,  but taking an innocent man’s life… coz … he questioned you?  Despite all your Messaging,  that shit gets ugly real quick in the gaze of history 

 

Death was:   a poisoned chalice   -  hemlock 

Concocted by the resident alchemist 

He was trying to administer it, but he was nervous as fuck - finally i said - give it here -  i'll drink it myself

By so doing, i transcend death

I knew i would, that’s why my last words were: i owe a cockerel to Asclepios*  - don’t forget to pay it

 

From beyond the grave, I go onto play a pivotal role in the origin of   THE Golden Age of Philosophy

Schools of which run great for another 900 years - right up till the Dark Ages

The End