Zero Hour.
have you ever wondered what the torment would be to be given the do or die choice to push the big red button? the one button that could or could not devistate the world? only one way to find out?
have you? seriously, considdered how hard it would be to sit there and have this magical button mock you?
i have,. i am being mocked as i type, the stabbing torment, the evil of my personal devil wispering from my shoulder, the adrenalin of one years patience steamrolling to a close. its ready, the one button to rule them all lies dorment,.... echoing to me.. "push me, push me"
its 1230 am, wednesday morning, the day of the omen has passed and gone. the cobra only now waits a few short hours before morning. hours from now, she'll be turning under her own thundering force, drinking, burning and decimating the world.
and here i sit. staring at the button.. the shiny, magical, black button... that could wake every person in this entire neighborhood at 1am.
have you? seriously, considdered how hard it would be to sit there and have this magical button mock you?
i have,. i am being mocked as i type, the stabbing torment, the evil of my personal devil wispering from my shoulder, the adrenalin of one years patience steamrolling to a close. its ready, the one button to rule them all lies dorment,.... echoing to me.. "push me, push me"
its 1230 am, wednesday morning, the day of the omen has passed and gone. the cobra only now waits a few short hours before morning. hours from now, she'll be turning under her own thundering force, drinking, burning and decimating the world.
and here i sit. staring at the button.. the shiny, magical, black button... that could wake every person in this entire neighborhood at 1am.