Thursday, March 7, 2019

Dystopian World

The Houses of parliament was now a ghost twist there had non been a government since the assassination of Prime Minister Smith, which was a good, in so far sinister event, for it was PM Smith who had caused this global never-ending actor cut. The function PM Smith had left us in was abhorrent to us all. As I was looking at the vacated Houses of Parliament noticed the twee clock Big Ben had completely stopped. This eerie feature made the clock feel as if the world had stopped in this dramatic sequence change.It was as if time had stopped around me and I was the only soul left on a deserted island. The rasping sound of the cool air that blew around me was high pitched. I knew vaguely that it was about 1 pm on an August laternoon, tho there was, again, very minute sun. The sun shining was a rare and distant thing. I looked up in desperation at the clouds and saw cascading radiation of light course through the dark clouds. I was about to turn away when absolutely I saw SST Palls Cathedral. The landmark dome had survived the bombings of WorldWar II where everything around it was crumbling away. This building showed the abundant British spirit during the state of war and represented how the building stayed strong, upright comparable the country did throughout 1939-1945. However, this building was now smoking, the dark pitch-black smoke rose from the top like steam from a poached kettle. I stumbled towards the building, trekking through the soft wet mud at the base of the river bank. As I got closer and closer, the smell of burning metal was slick through my nose and could start to see that the top part of the dome was slowly burning away. S saddened to see such marvelous architecture burning away. This stirred emotional memories back to me from 2004 when I was a untried boy growing up, when everything was perfect and the country was normal. I had come to the great urban center with my family for a River Cruise bringing my beloved teddy go t hat I had since I was a day old. This bear had been everywhere with me notwithstanding on this day the most awful thing happened which I think about so strongly to this day, that my bear had fallen out of my hands into the depths of the water.This looking of utter deadness and loss falls upon me once more. The most pop City in the world had drastically changed into a grotesque, distorted waste. The City of London was g champion and it would never be put right. all in all the worlds power is no doggeder available. There were a few dead bodies frozen(p) in time with rigorists and their bodies covered in film of despair. I looked cut at one body and could see long strands of hair cover charge the pale hard skin. The body I was looking at was of a young girl who had been abandoned by her family because she was too weak to melt waste on walking.I crouched down and matt-up a desperate sadness and flush run down my spine for I had never been this close to a dead person before. I brushed the hair to one facial expression of her face and then I could see her lost, colorless eyes staring into space. The overwhelming feeling the small girl gave me meant could not stay for long and I soon got up and left her. I felt like the only man alive and was soon getting lonely and tired, conditioned I was going to end up like that small, exposed girl.It was at that point felt specks of precipitate bouncing saturnine my face and at heart a few minutes the heavens opened ND rain was cascading down like a waterfall. With no other clothes I had to find cover. I looked behind me and saw what used to be the historied London Eye. Quickly trekked through the mud until saw a grump cabin of one of the pods of the London Eye. Without contemplating the consequence that I might capture I entered the murky glass pod and was now sheltered from the displace rain. As I looked up at the pod the rain leapt off the sides in mass quantity. Ad never been in a war zone before but thi s is what London felt like. Every. Here I looked could see buildings reduced to ruins, my home being one of them and walls crumbled down into capacious rigid pieces and all the pathways had been disintegrated into mud baths. It was scary. I knew there was no one out there to kill me but I feared for my life because of the moved(p) weather and conditions that has been thrown on planet earth. I lost my feel in God a long time ago but now found myself praying for this world to be changed back to what it used to be.Soon after the prayer I noticed that the rain had finally settled down and to my amazement through he clouds came the brightest sun. Got out of the cramped murky behavior of the London Eye and stood up. I could not believe my eyes, I felt like I was on the set of a movie, or a miracle was happening as a huge colorful rainbow went over the crumbling Houses of Parliament as if it were a sign. I stared at this rainbow with my mouth wide open. All seven colors looked immense and spiritual and for the first time in many years felt that the spread of new life, hope and warranter was being radiated over the land. Faith is truly a wonderful thing.

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