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Underground eXperts United
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[ Under The Surface ] [ By The GNN ]
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"UNDER THE SURFACE"
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by THE GNN/DualCrew-Shining/uXu
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He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
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Close to the sun in lonely lands,
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Ring'd with the azure world, he stands
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The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls,
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He watches from his mountain walls,
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And like a thunderbolt he falls.
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("The Eagle" - Lord Tennyson)
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Yesterday, I went down to the dark cave. I needed to get some answers. No
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sunlight could enter the cave, so I had to bring a torch. In the dark and
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humid place below the surface of the earth, I could see several men, all of
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them naked and shackled to the wall. Some of them were dead, and hung like
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puppets in their heavy chains.
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"Why are you down here?" I asked one man. He looked at me with tired eyes
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and answered, "Because this is the only place where we can stay."
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I did not understand the answer. It was obvious that this hell on earth
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could not possibly be the place to be. The man noticed my confusion.
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"This is the only place where we can stay," he continued, "because we are
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free. We are really free."
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To see the thin men, the bats eating from the bodies of the dead,
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feeling the cold damp air that never left the cave, knowing that there was a
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warm world outside with a merciful sun, my confusion increased.
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Another man slowly raised his head and asked me to put out the torch. I
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asked why. He replied that the torch was dangerous - it would jeopardize
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their precious freedom.
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"The torch will make us see. To see is to be blind," he said and lowered
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his head again, spitting blood.
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I did not put out the torch. I wanted to be able to see. A bat with red
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eyes and glistering teeth flew past my head. I ducked in horror.
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"See!" said the man with the tired eyes. "Now, you have woken up the
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bats, and they will try to kill us. It is all your fault. Leave the cave,
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now, or join us."
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I examined the chains. It bothered the men. They wanted me to leave them
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alone. I noticed that the chains were not really locked.
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"Why don't you get rid of your chains?" I asked.
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The men who had the energy to stare at me did so.
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"Are you insane!" they screamed. "Without the chains, we would be forced
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to walk with our own legs! We would be forced to think. To think is to be
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mad. The chains are helping us to stay put, in this cave of the free men."
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I wondered if the poor men were slaves. If some master ruled their
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strange lives, though they denied it.
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"We are here by our own free will," they said. "As you've noticed, the
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chains are not locked. We could throw them off of us. But that would mean
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that we would lose our freedom."
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"Madness!" I yelled in disbelief.
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"On the contrary. We have built this cave, we have constructed these
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chains, and we have been here since the dawn of man. It is the cave of the
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free men."
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Suddenly, they began to whisper. They looked at me with suspicious eyes.
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Their low voices sounded angry.
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"But who are you?" someone asked me with a dark voice. "Who are you?"
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I said nothing.
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"You are not from the underworld, are you? You are from the world above!"
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They all began to scream at me.
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"You are dangerous!"
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"You ought to be in chains!"
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"You must be stopped!"
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"We will kill you!"
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But they all thought that they were securely chained, so no one could
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reach out and touch me. I begged them to calm down. My mission was not to
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destroy them, I said, but to help them to real freedom.
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"Real freedom?" they said, and laughed. They laughed and laughed, until
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I demanded them to be quiet. Anger raged in my mind. Why had I come down
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here to this cave of ignorant men? To tell them the truth and then be
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laughed at? I did not need to take any more of this.
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"You!" I said and pointed at one man. "Have you ever seen the world above?"
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He replied that he need not to see that world. "This cave", he said,
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"is the best of all worlds. Look at us! Could something be better than
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this? This is utopia in effect! This is a democracy, here; all men are
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free and equal. No one is better than anyone else. This is a question about
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good or bad, right or wrong. No one is bad. Our lovely chains prevent
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us from harming ourselves or others. Our chains are secure and reliable.
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We will not allow anyone to take them away from us. The one who tries, will
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be considered a menace. A menace must be destroyed, or put in chains."
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Obviously, it was no point in arguing with these men. Their strong belief
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that they were free was as hard as the mountain they were shackled to.
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Fatigue overwhelmed me. Suddenly, my life seemed pointless. If I could
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not convince them that they were not free, what would I do with my life? I
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did not want to be alone in the world above, as I was now.
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For a moment, I wanted to join the men in the cave. I wanted to rip my
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clothes off and shackle myself to the wall. At that very moment, I felt that
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it was the only thing left to do. At least I would gain company in my
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lonely life. Perhaps I would be able to descent into the belief that I was
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really free, after a few years.
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I shook my head to get rid of the irrational thoughts.
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"This is our republic," I heard someone say. "You must join it. We cannot
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allow you to escape."
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"Then stop me."
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No one moved. The voice repeated the demands.
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"See," I said. "You cannot stop me. I am really free, you are not. You
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believe that you have the power, but in reality you cannot conquer my
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personal freedom. I can leave whenever I want, and you cannot."
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I turned around and walked towards the exit of the cave. I heard them
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scream at me, demanding me to come back. But I did not stop.
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Outside the cave, the sun shone and the birds sang. My questions had
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been answered, I concluded. When I crossed the green fields towards my
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home, I felt good; I heard screams in horror from the cave, because I
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had, aware of its consequences, left the torch in the cave. Some day, I
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would return and pick it up.
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That day, some day, I would also remove their chains.
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Down, down, down, Underground.
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The truth and beyond will be found at http://www.update.uu.se/~gnn
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