Blahsphemy

The. Did you just start a story with the? Amazing! You are so fucking cliched. 

The line never changed. It was born to be so. Legend has it that he went down history as the straight line. 

The mad man looked familiar. Where have we seen him? Think? Didn't we see him in the mirror, today?

The floor gave away. It was holding up everything on it all these years. It remembered the fresh cement smell when it was built way back in 1886. Soon everything changed. People started walking all over it. The heavy furniture started bruising it. Anything dropped carelessly left permanent scars. Chemicals were spilled. Holes were drilled. Carpets smothered it. The weather left cracks. Not to mention the constant pressure gravity exerted on it. The floor held on nevertheless. But today was different. It suddenly felt too weak. Too weak to go on. Or did gravity become stronger? It lay there in pieces wondering about what went wrong.  

She was white. All her kids were black. The world laughed. For everything about her life was in black and white. 

 The prophet is back. He is there on that rock overlooking the sea. That's where he gets his visions from. Maybe I should also try climbing up that rock one day. Who knows what visions are there in store. 

Everyone wants to look into everyone else's houses and forget all about looking at their own houses.

It's too comfortable in here. I need a bit of uncertainty to be content. That's when he heard that strange sound. It was like a gazillion bees humming. In an instant he was a happy soul.  

Mr. Stavilansky, can you send your ego downstairs, the public service system pleaded. What kind of a request is that, he wondered. But then anything can happen when you are high on  Prozac. 

 There was a flaw with the system. The flaw was that no one could find out what it was. So they toiled day and night to find a flaw that became the flaw by its absence.  

He had planned everything right. He sneaked past the guards. He bypassed the alarm. He hid on the loft till the building was empty. Now all he had to do was to climb up the turret and jump. He looked at the world that lay before him before he took the plunge. Little did he know that it was at the same moment that gravity decided to quit.