You’ve heard of the saying, stories, or horrors of “selling your soul to the devil”. Well I felt as if I did that.
I had to swear an allegiance to the Queen of England when I got hired by Canada Post. Even though I was born and always lived in this country they made me utter words that took my soul away.
Every time we have some kind of “Royal” visit, those in power spend hundreds of millions of dollars to bubble her and her entourage.
I say, here in Canada if you believe in that, royalty thing, then we should have our own! Then I declared myself as your King. Going further then that I reasoned to myself “if a King cares for, his people only, then I caring for all of the worlds people should be King of all living Kings. King of the planet.
Then, throwing in a challenge to all so-called world leaders, here I am, listen to what I have to say, see what I see, look beyond your nose. See things from an evolutionary perspective. Solutions are so simple.
So around the Y2K I added King to my name kingGDerome, without ever signing like that except for a trial. Buried somewhere in Haiti.
I do not want to be above nor below any other, we are all equal with minor differences arising from various reasons. Thus is evolution.
Leveling the pyramids of wealth and poverty around the world is my goal and for that to happen I must even if for a millisecond of our planets time be a King that would be read, heard, listened and understood by other tops and it will trickle down to every crook and cranny of human life on this planet.
Shit, am I preaching?
Let my words reign on all life like a ray gun or a sunshine for 24 hours.
Wow, this is great fiction, should submitted to those writing contests, CBC and stuff like that. Like in Men in Black statue of Liberty but from outer space a 24 hour invisible ray. epqgossip. epqspace. epq…
I have my castle, all barred with steel, my prison. I babysit and nurse, my plants, lands, soils, terrains, waters, wildlife, pollutions, evolution. Future Forest.
Not the King of my little (owned) parcel, just a caretaker. The land, its fruits, wood, and waters, belong to all.