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from THE ROSE OF FREEDOM, A FLOWER grows

Episode 1:  a daughter’s gift

It was a day with a butt-load of heat, as the sun scorched the harsh, tuneless Sahara deserts of Pakistan.

A soldier from the U.S. Army Military Complex stood perched on a sand dune.  “Abedubudallalahalululu-allalubaafullalalla-alla-talii-lualibarn,” he yelled with a sophisticated accent.  It was a subtle holler to act as a feeler for hidden fucks that may be lurking – a respected gesture he learned in Language Arts.

No reply.  That could be good or bad.  & fuck if it ain’t bad most of the time.

“Jesus,” he thought, “it’s hotter than fuck.  And this language barrier is ‘for the birds’”.

Just as he said that, a middle-eastern bird squawked handsomely.  A heavy feather fell off his gorgeous face that had a beak on it as well.  The lone soldier shot his gun (it was a handgun) at the feather and he hit the feather.

The soldier laughed.  He said aloud to (what he thought and what you still think at this point) nobody, “Jesus, that bird sounds gayer than sergeant colonel during an air raid.”  He adjusted himself and then chuckled out:  “ROFL.”  Mr. soldier tried to text that to himself so he could remember how he phrased it, but the service out there was just west of bullshit.

Suddenly, his radio lit up.  “Jesus,” he said in response at first because it scared him it was kind of scary the way it was static-y.  Then the radio said, “If I’m gay, then you’re the biggest fag in cuntsville, private.”

The army man replied, “Hol-y-shit: Am I glad to hear your faggot ass.”

As he said this, sergeant colonel landed a badass plane right in front of him, blowing tan sand into the soft eyes of the horizon.  “Jesus,” the (formerly) lone soldier said aloud and then he even laughed a little.

On the side of the aircraft there was a beautiful portrait of Bill Paxton painted – the result of one mysterious evening when sergeant tripped on drugs with the native Sherpas.  “Hallelujah,” they had all screamed when the masterpiece was completed after 4 days/nights without sleep or sex.

The guy stepped out of his airplane and the other guy goes, “Jesus.”

Suddenly, a single gay guy who was on the arab team and hiding behind a bunch of nature shit fired upon U.S. Army.  It is hard to describe this sequence but you can imagine it.

After the dust cleared, sergeant threw a grenade at the gay guy and he blew up everywhere.  A photo of his wife and some kid wafted down from the air on fire because he too was human and had had a life somewhere rugged that no one will ever know.

Basically then the first soldier lay dying because the bad/gay guy had shot him a shit ton of times.  The fallen soldier realized that he had his superior officer leaning powerfully over him and they both wept and the soldier simply uttered: “permission to die, guy?”

The good guy colonel soldier replied, “permission granted, guy.”

Suddenly, the dying soldier said, “Wait, give this gift to my daughter – it is the largest treasure in the world.”

The good colonel’s eyes widened as death soldier pulled out a single grain of rice.  Then, death guy flipped the sergeant (the good guy) a limited edition coin and said, “here’s looking at you it’s for luck here’s lookin’ at you.  It’s for luck” (because he was having brain issues).

Then, the newly-dead soldier died big time which was clear when he let out a seven-minute death fart while the colonel screamed why(!) MY GAWD!

As the death fart occurred, a montage washed across both of the soldiers’ faces:  it was like a plane crashing into one of the towers, then a visual of Muslim in the desert being ridiculous, then a scene of a fire-person crying as a painting of pearn harbor and the lousiana purchase gradually faded over his face, then a clip from the movie Apollo 13 then a cowboy petting one of those goats.  There was also a cgi of hitler being killed by an American and then the success of the global Olympics, but that got cut because they had mostly lost interest by then.

As if all of that wasn’t amazing enough, zoom out and it was all in sergeant colone’s pupil.

But that grain of rice grew into the biggest rice tree of the desert and fed over a 8 billion people until, of course, the great summoning 3 years later.

The edn?