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The Omniscient

05 Feb

 

She had hidden them well or so she thought: deep in the dark confines of the closet where no one could find them or at least where she hoped The All Knowing/Seeing One  would not presume to venture nor dare to probe. Over the months, even when brittle and covered in dust,  they had become the crutches, upon which she relied, to see her through the many crisis that were foisted upon her.  To the All Knowing/Seeing One,  they were considered enemy time bombs, deliberately left by so called bad influences known to frequent the area.  Those fragments of enticement designed to expand images that could not be concealed, could not be disguised by intake of breaths or layers of cloth, they were not to be allowed in the realm.  It was the law of the land.

Alas, discovery had been made and rapidly, her world began to unravel.  The All-Knowing/Seeing One had once again invaded her space and with the Ones’  uncanny abilities, the stash had been found.  Punishment and consequential discipline would be forthcoming and quite unpleasant, that was an undeniable certainty.

She had been thru this with the All-Knowing/Seeing One before.  For many years it seemed to be a game that they played, full of lies and innuendos, one of hide and seek and attempted one-upmanship.  As usual she now found herself  on the losing end, for the All-Knowing/Seeing One seemed to have eyes in the back of her head, as well as on the front and side.  Nothing escaped what seemed to be an intuitive sense of omnipotence   She never could understand the how… How could the One, glean her steps before she took them?  It was as if the All Knowing/Seeing One had actually been down the same roads before her and lay in wait for her to slip or have an error in judgment. She hated it most when the All-Knowing/Seeing One knew what she was up to even before she had begun.

It was now time and rather than drag things out in agonizing anticipation, she began her walk down the hallway, imagining it to be her final gangplank.  Throwing open the door she entered the judgment room.  The All Knowing/Seeing One hovered tall and commanding over her, holding out the cache, now lost to her forever, as proof of predetermined guilt.

She had one last chance of any defense, as lame as it might be.  “Oh for God’s sake Mother, It’s only a couple of Hershey bars.”

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3 responses to “The Omniscient

  1. tskraghu

    February 5, 2011 at 11:52 am

    Nice! Could I reproduce it in my blog: ksriranga.wordpress.com with due credits and link? Thanks anyways.

     
    • mcwhittle

      February 5, 2011 at 12:13 pm

      Yes you may. Glad you enjoyed it.

       
  2. tskraghu

    February 7, 2011 at 10:55 am

    Thanks very much. It is posted on ksriranga.wordpress.com.

     

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