Who cares

I woke up and was frantically searching for my phone, I was crying my eyes out, the world had tipped upside down. Presidents were not in their position anymore and Priminister had changed and the world had gone mad, sirens going off everywhere and we had officially got the message we had entered War. I couldn’t find my phone so I went outside and asked a friend passing bye had we gone to War and she said “Not yet hun.”

Phew I could breathe a little but I still needed to know about the others were they ok ? Thank goodness my phone. I mean how did I live before my phone? I seriously need to look at this matter as soon as my eyes open it’s , where’s my phone? Not how’s my daughter or Son or anything but where’s my phone. Well it’s changing because who cares? Seriously who cares about who’s in power! You ask anyone who runs which Country they don’t know because they have better things to think about than those who do run them now. Leave them too it.

let them believe they have the power to lead Countless of People to their death in Wars that are of no makings of their own. Why in my Country they can’t get up to go get a job because it’s just not worth it!

Apathy has set in and Role models have disappeared to criminas and crime. I may as well design a new game and design it with a program where the audience can interact and link up and play with others. Oh wait a minute why do that when they can do it in real life, why these teenagers and young adults multi millionaires on making apps and having ideas they had plagiarised during lockdown. Now we have global energy and cost of living crisis through Germ warfar, famine, and Land war and the minerals of Mother Earth being faught for. So let’s make a Robobloc Game where users are encouraged to find a solution as everyone is online using their mobile phone or Computer.

GLOBAL WARMING. We havn’t got time to think about natural disasters as I’m sure if we looked and addressed these issues then that would just fall into place.

I don’t think anyone understands what it’s like trying to keep outside influences out there ; which worm it’s way onto our planet and just walks amongst you all and drains any sense, reasonings and then eventually takes your soul. Yes it exist it’s the opposite to light and the opposite to Good and the oppisitite to positive. These influences infiltrate you when you are at your weakest and feeling low. This my friends is why you have to keep your full suit of body army on. There is Lucifer handy work which I will just go and extinguish before it gets any further and then I must report back to the Wall. it keeps all my thoughts, ideas, and opinions safe and one thing I love about my wall. It doesn’t talk insuls back. If walls could speak can you imagine how much the wall in Al Calpachino house would be worth!

Anyway forget all that that’s Jezebel and Lucifer work sorted and the Village safe for tonight I cannot promise every night as his workers are extremely clever, they don’t just work at night, oh no in the daytime too looking for a broke down relationship, marriage. Looking for those who come from the Line of Cain the bloodline. Tricky ones those come all sweetness and light , just like little angles, all warm and full of positive vibes and when they are drained by them , well they are a complete danger to society. with no morals, dignity and certainly no expression of showing up for the good of mankind but the downfall of it and they are willing to work at a snail’s pace to get where they want to be, yes very dangerous people. Are you taking all this in answer me Robobloc I know you can hear me I tell you enough to know all my innermost secrets and desire, I know if walls could speak we could end Global Warming because of the insight, that’s it I will get a microphone and recorder right next to my best friend, let me introduce you to Robobrick where we all design a wall and put out thoughts on, it doesn’t matter how big or small you think they are they want to hear from you the Wall Tax collector. Lukily walls cannot talk, not yet anyway.

The End Part 2 ©️Dawn Earnshaw