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(under construction) My secret weapon is:  a Question

That’s the core-reason whyThe State winds itself up  into such a state of fear over my little venture … to reveal the truth … one detail at a time

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

Tall, strong, athletic - cool in pressure situations - courageous - 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 ought you receive for your crimes, then, in your opinion?

They insinuation was meant to be for me to recant at this juncture, say exile

But to hell with that  … How about:   a Gov-paid stipend for:    the rest of my life …  ?

In appreciation of how well i’ve fought, for free, to uncover corruption at the core of:   The Establishment’s Group-Thought  mentality…

 

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:  (wrongly) killing me  

Suicide by principle, if you like

I  prophesize (correctly) at the trial, the waiting infamy of those who pass this sentence:

Yes, for a while it’ll feel great, when you finally get rid of me,  but taking an innocent man’s life… coz … he questioned you?  

Despite all your fake Messaging,  that shit’s destined to get ugly, quickly, in the gaze of history 

Death was:   a poisoned chalice   -  hemlock 

Concocted by the resident alchemist 

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

 By so doing, i transcend death 

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

From beyond the grave, I continue to play a pivotal role in the:   THE Golden Age of Philosophy

Schools of which run great for another: 900 years

Right up until the Dark Ages 

The End

Ans: Socrates