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Author: don14120
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In the beginning, after God had created light, the sky, water, land, vegetation, the stars, the birds, the cattle, the creeping things, and wild animals of all kinds, babies fell from the sky. The babies plummeted to the earth one by one, millions of them. White babies, black babies, tan babies, red babies, every color of skin that would ever step foot on the earth, fell from the sky. More times than not, the babies would fall into the great oceans of the world and drown. God saw how good it was.

No. These babies were not like the babies of today. These babies were like cats. They fell from the sky right onto their feet. They walked and talked the moment they hit the earth. They talked of wild ideas and began to form groups. The white babies stayed with the white babies, the black babies stayed with the black babies, the tan babies stayed with the tan babies, and so on, and so forth. The babies were racially divided. God saw how good it was.

The red babies lived off the land. The white babies thought, why should the red babies have more land than we do. The white babies left their cribs and attacked the red babies with all the means possible. The red babies wanted to settle the terrorism with peace, but by now different languages and cultures had separated the races of babies. The red babies were swept out and soon; the white babies controlled a vast majority of the land. The white babies settled the land in peace. God saw how good it was.

The white babies had a vast agricultural system. The white babies could farm all by themselves. They crossed the great seas and found the black babies. The black babies were different. They could not speak correctly. They had crazy customs and ran around naked. How perfect thought the white babies, the black babies could be shipped back home to help our farmers. The terrorism continued. Millions of black babies were chained and shipped back to the white babies. The white babies sold the black babies to other white babies. The black babies worked for the white babies. The cycle continued for many years. God saw how good it was.

The tan babies were playing in the sandbox. The white babies came into the sand box. They wanted to play. The tan and white babies could not get along, and soon the white babies were using their superior forces to attack the tan babies. The tan babies had no chance. Certain tan babies began to plot against the white babies. The white babies saw this as a stereotypical sign. All tan babies want to kill white babies. This stereotype was reinforced some ten years later when a few tan babies came to the sandbox of the white babies. The tan babies ruined the white sand castles. The white babies labeled then tan babies as terrorists. God saw how good it was.

The white babies again crossed the great ocean to the sandbox. They took out all sorts of tan babies. The tan babies were on the run. It seemed every single white baby thought they were these terrorists. The white babies were after more than just tan babies. They were after certain resources. The resources had run thin in the land of the white babies, and it was easily attainable in the great sandbox. The white babies killed thousands of tan babies, guilty ones and innocent ones. God saw how good it was.

The babies kept falling from the sky. The babies became planes. The planes became bombs. The bombs became a terrified civilization. The stars closed their eyes. The sight became unbearable to watch. The sky became black. The plants withered away. They could not stand the stench of the babies. Their diapers had not been changed for hundreds of years. The cattle, the creeping things, and wild animals of all kinds ran away in fear of the destruction. The bombs destroyed them as well. The light swam away. The water dried up. The marine life lay hopelessly in great craters of death. The babies fought and fought, and did not notice the changes. Everything was different. God saw how good it was.

Thus the heavens and the earth and all their array were destroyed…

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  This is a very interesting write
I like how you worded this but Im sorry I strongly disagree with a lot of your points
The white race did not create negativity alone
All races have an equal part to this
If you look closely at all races sadly you will find racism in every one
The real sad part is the answer to world peace is right in front of us we are to stubborn to realize it
The answer is
Love Sweet Love
God Bless
| Posted on 2006-04-05 00:00:00 | by Ronswords | [ Reply to This ]

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