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Underground eXperts United
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[ Exciting Life ] [ By The GNN ]
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"EXCITING LIFE"
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by THE GNN/DualCrew-Shining/uXu
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This one is for you, J.
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She thought that the normal life sounded boring. Childhood, education,
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work and finally death. That could possibly not be everything that life
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had to offer her.
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I want to do something extra in my life, she said to the realists.
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The realists were everywhere. They were teachers, social workers,
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parents and a dozen more of well-educated experienced people that knew
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exactly how everything worked. Nothing more, nothing less.
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My life will be something special. I will sail on the seven seas, I will
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travel to the end of the universe. I do not want to work on some boring
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factory for my whole life. I want to enjoy myself. Adventure, action,
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anything - as long as I stay away from the boredom and the normal life.
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Her eyes shined with hope. Only seventeen years old, the life had just
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begun for her. In her mind, something had happened. Suddenly, she was not
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the pretty young girl who did what her parents told her to do. Now she was
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on her way to grow up. Fast.
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Listen to me, she said to the realists. Help me to realize my dreams.
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Only you can do it. If I try on my own, everything will fail. The only
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thing I want from you is to encourage me.
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The realists looked at each other. Their sharp, dark costumes were as
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strict as their faces. No one smiled. No one said anything.
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Our lives are short, she continued. Look at you. You have done nothing
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in your lives, except for following some traditional path that leads to the
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end. I do not want to do that. I will do anything that takes me off that
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path. I have still got the opportunity to chose and I will certainly do
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so. No one can stop me. Look at the blue sky, look at the birds who fly
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there. They are free. I want to join them. People must remember me as a
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free bird who experienced the exciting life. No one has ever said that
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everybody must work, or must do as everybody else. Those who do that have
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failed. If someone will succeed in living the good life, it will be me.
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Me! I see visions of the future. I can see myself struggling through the
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jungle, writing novels, travelling to the bottom of the sea and walking on
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streets in cities that never sleep.
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Will you help me? Will you help me with my dreams? Nothing is
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impossible, everything goes.
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Someone loudly cleared the throat. The realists opened their mouth and
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spoke. Their voices were without any signs of feelings.
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Life is short. Life is work. What you do is what you are. When we were
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young, we had the same childish attitude to life as you have now. But we
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grew up and realized that not everything is possible. You live and that is
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enough. Turn on the television and share other peoples adventures. Feel
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the excitement that other people experience. But do not imagine that you
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will succeed with anything special. If you do that, failure will feel even
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more painful. Live as we tell you to do, and everything will work out just
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fine. You will die as everybody else. Naturally, not everybody will have
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the chance to experience the exciting life. Do not make all of us feel
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bad. Live as we have done - that will be best for all of us. Follow the
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rules, do not question them. Sooner or later, you will accept them anyway.
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They expected her face to be sad. But she was in a rage.
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Get lost, you dusty old piles of crap. You know nothing. You are all
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far behind me. I will never be like you.
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The chair fell to the floor as she violently got to her feet and ran to
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the door.
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I will never be like you, she said again. I now understand that my only
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chance is to help myself. You will envy me when you meet me next time. I
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will search and find the good life. I will do anything, as long as I do
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not become like you.
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The door slammed shut. She was gone. The realists shook their heads and
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continued to work. They saw her again a long time later. Her blonde hair
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was dirty, her face was old and her smile was gone. Without help, she had
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tried to find the good life. She was not as everybody else.
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She was addicted to heroine.
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We believe in the future of the human race.
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Agony until death do us apart: SEDES DIABOLI +46-586-43766
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Goddamn! Anthony Burgess is dead!
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Call METALLAND SOUTHWEST -> +1-713-468-5802
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