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(under construction) Before i was demonized, 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


Now that i’ve returned to real life, i still feel like an outsider. The horrors of war did follow me home, but they also dissolve a lotta bs in my mind, back in civilized society. An ability to detect it. An active interest

But my inquisitiveness to get to the centre of an issue is often met with hostility   


In this environment, my secret weapon is:  a Question

Used to:   shine a light on the truth

One question, one detail at a time … 

That’s why The State labelled me: an evil influence on the youth


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

The Mercy of THE Court  

What punishment ought you get for your crimes, then, in your opinion?


The insinuation was for me to recant at this juncture, say: exile

But to hell with that  … I replied: 

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

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 might, 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