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M ark Brunkow

Reymond RollandAgainst

Order of the Knights of the Sacred Heart

April 2009
mailto:[email protected]


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Why do young people like rock and roll?

However, because parents do not like, of course!

Chuck Berry


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A Simple Kind of Man

With difficulty, because of its enormous pregnant

belly, walks up the access door to the basement.

The door is open between letting out a melody

that is where you can not distinguish. Upon

approaching the knob opens a wide smile to

recognize the sound that much like her husband's

finishing another tune their musical instruments or

works of art or as he likes to call his children.

While descending the stairs holding the handrail

think how much she loves that place. Feel the

timber slipping from under his hand, the scent of

cedar aged, the smell of coffee made in the wood

stove that her husband bought at such cost, the

rough stone walls that give the place an incredible

sense of security very different from materials

currently used. It was like coming down those

steps back in time, a time that no longer exists,

where technology has not surpassed our

humanity. Where poetry still delights and life does

not seem so cold and distant from everything that

we believe to be A true.

Is stopped briefly at the foot of the stairs

contemplating her husband sitting on a wooden


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chair with straw seat, strums tuning, the

magnificent instrument. Right beside the old stove

and a kettle on top, with coffee just past, giving a

delicious aroma to the place. In the old armchair in

front of the "daddy", further down the workbench

with their rudimentary tools which he said is what

gives soul to the instrument. In the other corner,

on shelves that cover the entire huge wall, very

tidy their incredible and invaluable music

collection with rarities of music of all time, all

properly labeled and separated by musical styles,

shows, live performances, etc.

He absorbed in his task still takes a few seconds to

realize the presence of the wife to watch him.- Honey, what you do down here? You know you

should not venture to descend the stairs in your

situation!

- Come on Memphis! I'm pregnant, not sick, and

you know how much I love this place. Our hideout.

- Smiling.- I know dear. - Taking his wife's hand and directing

the chair of the "daddy" in genuine leather, well

worn, but still comfortable, close to the stove to

heat it.

- Wow this guitar was wonderful!

- Dear Viola, viola, and modesty aside, this i whim!


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Memphis was a handsome man with one meter

and eighty-five, eighty pounds, athletic body-part,

long black hair that will fall on the shoulders and

light brown eyes almost es-green in addition to

being an immensely talented luthier, who

inherited this profession of his father. As he

learned all the secrets of how to build instruments

handcrafted in unique ways. That his profession,

luthiery, referring to the art of construction and

maintenance of musical instruments brought to

perfection. And that its origin is often mixed with

the evolution of music.

- Already have buyer?

- Now - disappointed. - Was made to order. It is apity indeed! A work of art so beautiful ending up

on the wall of a wealthy man without talent.

Become an object of decoration, no soul, when he

could produce such beauty with his notes and

chords perfect.

- Honey, this would require a musician as talentedas you to touch her. But really it is a pity that

music, as well as the arts in general no longer have

its deserved more value. People no longer

interested in the talent or the melody and poetry

that the music ends.

- Modern times my love. I think that unfortunately


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this is the price we pay for progress. All very fast,

very small and disposable. - With a sad smile

escape her lips. - People no longer have time to

enjoy the finer things in life. Everything has to be

fast but is outdated. See today's young people,

only interested in that crap electronic music are

stuffed into their computers as if life boils down to

virtual worlds. I believe many of them never even

saw a real guitar.

- Who would have wanted, the "Nerds" - smiling -

have dominated the world and as not everyone is

lucky to have had a father like yours. But it

certainly will not happen with our son, because he

will be lucky to have you as a father who will teachyou to appreciate the real music and play it with

soul.

Grace had a classic beauty with all edges well

delineated. Sleek and impressive at first sight

passed the impression of weakness which was

soon negated by the strong personality. Lookingfor wife was sure she was the only thing that still

made him want to put a new life at the

technological world, with their machines each day

smarter, faster and insensitive. Faithfully believed

that after all if your son was just a little bit like the

mother would be enough to make this world a


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more beautiful and better. Realizing his wife wary

question.

- What is it dear? You look worried?

- No love.

- Grace Reading Rolland, I know! SPIT soon! What's

bothering you?

- His brother called today. - Looking for the

husband trying to gauge his reaction.

- What did he want? You convert?

- Do not talk like one, he just called to say hello

and ask the baby.

- With the Abbey there is always an ulterior

motive. I know he is my brother, but unfortunately

I have to admit that he is not a good person. It'samazing how a fruit can fall so far from the tree.

What did he say?

- You know he does not like being called so. Now

that his name is Julius. We must respect that. And

nothing more. He asked how things are and when

is the baby. He asked to speak with you and I saidthat you were not. I did wrong?

- No. Of course not. And his name is Abbey

Rolland. - With an air between indignant and

angry.

- You should understand, after the death of his

father, are now only two of you.


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- Dear my relationship with him was never very

good. He is a very difficult person to deal with. It

has always been extremely selfish, authoritarian,

uncompromising. He believes that everyone

around you are there to serve you. He chose his

path when he came to this fascist religion. A bunch

of religious fanatics like him intolerant and

dictatorial. My father died of grief. He has always

defended freedom in all its forms did not stand to

see his eldest son become a dictator-minded,

without opinion, a puppy housebroken.

- Do not exaggerate baby, his father died in an

accident while returning from the European tour.

Nobody's fault. And really know that your brothercan be quite inconvenient at times. But the fault is

not religion, all lead to the same path, which is

God. My mother said that truth is like a mirror that

fell from heaven and that each religion took a

piece of mirror. The problem is people who

profess them on his own behalf, seeking personalgain.

- I know darling, but from that day he told my

father that would leave to join the "fanatics", my

father was never the same. Something inside him

died. Even the music he so loved no longer gave

him the same joy.


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- Your brother never understood his father,

preferring to manufacture instruments and play

with his band to work in a business like any other.

He is very greedy. Always believed that if his father

was like the others, your life would be better.

- It's true he never accepted the fact that Dad did

not have a normal job as the father of the other

boys. He was ashamed to say that Dad was a

musician. He always felt that music was a waste of

time. He said that my father lived in the past, what

he and his friends "drunk" did, a simple home

computer was much better, faster and cheaper.

And no one else is interested in that crap made by

children in archaic instruments.- His brother never understood the true meaning

of music darling. He only listened to the music, not

heard. But he loved his father.

- No darling, Jlius love and always loved only him

and nobody else. My father always loved the life

so hard. Already he's always afraid of her.- His father was like you, passionate about life,

music, freedom. Have your hand go ...

- For him everything was the fault of my father or

as he said, "THE FUCKING MUSIC!


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- And the fact that his mother has left you so new

only served to increase the hatred of his brother in

music, love.

- But my father never failed to miss anything at

home and was always present. We had a life of

glitter, but we were happy. What about my

mother and my father said we can not demand of

someone that she does not have to give us.

- I know dear. - Putting his hand on the huge belly

and smiling for the husband-desvian the course of

the conversation. - He is terrible today, not for

kicking.

- And how is my little Hendrix Rolland? - Touching

my ear to the belly of the woman.- Speaking of honey, I've been thinking and I would

give him the name of another great musician, if

you do not mind?

- Of course dear. How about Elvis Aaron Lennon

Rolland or Rolland?

- I was thinking of Reymond Rolland. - Staring ather husband to see her reaction.

He moved very teary-eyed.

- The name of my father?

- As I said a great musician as well as an

exceptional human being. - Smiling.


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- He would be proud baby, and I also thank you. -

Goes to her and give her a kiss.

Picking up the guitar that was lying in her lap like a

sleeping cat, he begins to strum a song that his

grandfather played for his grandfather who played

for his father now that he would play for his son. A

very old song, a time far away, where the music

still had value and was truly appreciated by the

people, a time that is still talked about love and

people listened. While playing Lynyrd Skynyrd's

Simple Man reflected how the letter made sense

now in the year 2134, and its authors believed that

someday she would be just as current now as

when it was made.

Mama told me when I was young

Come sit beside me, my only son,

And listen carefully to what I say.

And if you do that will help you some sunny day.

Take your time ... Do not live too fast,

Troubles will come and go.

Go find a woman and find love

And do not forget son, There is someone up there.

And be a simple kind of man

Be something you love and understand.

Be a simple kind of man ...


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Show Me the Way

As he walks slowly through the long corridor Jlius

absorbed in his thoughts reflects on the life

histories of their Master. Passing by the huge glass

windows on the wall to your right, which cast

shadows in colored geometric shapes on the floor,

he recalls the first time I learned of Manuel

Santiago de Castro. The facts in your mind unfold

like a movie and are so vivid it was as if he had

lived at that time.

"It was a rainy afternoon and as always when her

father leaving for a tour with his band, Jlius

seventeen, was locked in the room to watch TV

and get the oar-endo as he hated the life he and

his father was forced to lead. Not accept having to

work part time to have made their whims. I could

not understand the fascination that music had on

people and why they were so happy when they

heard. "

"From closed and intolerant personality did not

like displays of affection or affection in public

always scolding looks or even words with her

brother and mother when he saw them hugging.

Not understand how his father could be so much


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play with their friends instead of looking for a

decent job of giving you a more lavish life. Never

admitted that he lacked nothing, neither he nor his

brother, because most settle for enough when you

can have more. "

"While wandered watching television when he saw

an article that told the story of former Playboy

multibillionaire and now religious leader, Manuel

Santiago de Castro, owner of a

telecommunications empire as well as companies

in various industries that during a journey by

walking Amazon rainforest is ten days lost in the

woods and found to be half dead with a high fever

claimed to have had a revelation. According to theentrepreneur in this revelation, when he was on

the verge of death, a divine voice that called him

said:

- You have been blessed with a lot of money,

health, beauty and power. And what did you do

with this gift I sent you. He spends all women,binge drinking and watered with many drugs. But

his destiny lies elsewhere. You are the chosen and

must lead my people to salvation. No more clutter,

excesses of all kinds, debauchery and disrespect to

those who gave them life. Save your life so that

you disclose the new gospel. You should use his


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fortune to promote it. And lead my people to the

promised land. You found the Order of the Knights

of the Sacred Heart. Rest now, because his work is

just beginning. "

"Right now hears noises at his side and see the

rescuers coming up, then falls asleep. To recover

founded, as ordered, the OCSC (Order of the

Knights of the Sacred Heart) built a palace to carry

out evangelistic meetings, disseminates ma-

ciamente doctrine using its telecommunications

empire in a few years and has many fanatical

supporters spread throughout four corners of the

world."

"Basically the new religion took everything that isconsidered a sin in Catholicism, Budis-mo, Judaism

and Muslim fundamentalism and incorporated into

its doctrine. Which prohibits either-and all kinds of

excess are extremely strict with their fans.

Preached that to attain salvation his followers

should refrain from worldly joys of the world.What music, theater, painting the arts in general

lead us to questions that lead us away from our

mission on earth is to glorify the Lord. And for this

we must move forward finan-cial to achieve our

full potential and provide a worthy worship to the

Lord."


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"Jlius could hardly believe my ears because in his

heart he believed in everything that really lead to

happiness in the illusion that happiness is soon

destroyed by the harsh reality and what remains is

just suffering. That happiness and hope are in fact

a wrong with that make us believe that life can be

good when in fact the only way to achieve this is

through discipline and self control of our

emotions."

"The same day he left home to christen the new

religion. Now fifteen years later with hard work

and dedication to teaching you chose for your life

reaps the fruits of their labor, is the right arm, a

man of complete confidence of his Master."Standing in front of the huge oak door knocks all

carved lightly with his knuckles and waits patiently

as he always did. Soon there was the expected

response.

- Come in.

Although I had been there many other times hasalways been impressed with the beauty of the

office of his master. It was a huge room all

decorated with rustic furniture which gave an air

still more solemn, almost sacred to the place. The

extremely well-waxed floor always shone like a

mirror. In the background the beautiful mahogany


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- In reality it is a tale Jlius. A simple tale. With

few, but revealing truths about the soul of man my

son. Authored by an extraordinary writer old Ma-

Machado de Assis. The name of this tale is The

Church of Satan.

Seeing the astonishment of the boy you smiling

soon comes to explain.

- Calm down my friend. Sit here I'll explain. -

Pointing to a chair in front of his desk.

- When I was about your age, about thirty years

and was looking for a way to fulfill my mission,

presented me with this book. In it the story "The

Devil's Church" which narrate to you. I hope I can

play and give you all the beauty and genius ofMachado de Assis. If you do not mind of course? -

Looking in the corner and with a slight smile to

escape her lips.

- Of course not Master, will be honored after all a

tale that has inspired him to show us the truth will

always be welcome.- So here we go.

"Tell an old Benedictine manuscript that one day

the devil got tired of living in background always

depending on the favors of those who rebelled

against God's orders and expecting them to give

him something decided to found a church. Despite


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having plenty of supporters and followers and the

profits are high he felt humiliated by being in the

background. Without order, organization, rules, no

nothing. Then a church was the solution. The

Church of Satan."

"Blinded by his pride imagined his beautiful

church, an imposing full of faithful followers who

would end there would be with the Church of the

Devil where all that is sin in the other churches

would be allowed in his and everything that is

allowed in the other would be in your sin . His

creed was single while all others are wrangling

with different views of the same subject and its

would be unique. After all there are many ways tosay, but only to deny everything."

"So full of pride goes to be with God and tell their

intentions. Not out of respect or appreciation, but

to be able to brag about his former master, or in

his view now, old master won. Getting there Our

Lord gathers an old elder. The Devil looks at himand talk."

- Take good care of this old man Lord put it in the

best place that has, for surely be the last to collect.

- Smiling mockingly.

- What do you want here? And know this man?

You know what he did?


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- No, but today I announce that I am basing my

church. The Church of Satan. Hosting a lot more

into account, we say that the high prices that you

preach to enter his kingdom.

- Why come here to communicate that. Not

because of his character always acts so petty and

false.

- Exactly. Today I announce that I will land to

preach good news to men. If you do not mind of

course. - Sinica.

- Go dumb creature. Founded his Church. Collect

those who so wish.

"Since the devil on earth wasted no time.

Promised to his disciples and believers of thedelights of earth, all the glories and riches the sky

was the limit without moral restraints anyway. He

confessed that he was the devil. But the real,

which for millennia has been trampled, di-famado

by all. What was Lucifer after all, that is, the

emissary of Light spoke so kindly telling them I willgive everything, absolutely everything, while

satisfied smile. Urged that pride, lust, gluttony,

envy, sloth, avarice, and anger were nothing

inherent in the human condition and therefore it

could not be denied. People ran behind the Devil


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basking in his words. And soon had their feet

millions of faithful eager for his teachings."

"The Devil's predictions come true in a very short

time there was only one religion in the world who

did not know the Church of Satan, a language that

does not translate, a race that did not love her. His

doctrine spread like wildfire."

"One day, however, many years after the founding

of his church the Devil noticed that lacked many of

the faithful, practicing ancient virtues. People

helping strangers, being educated, faithful to their

partners, doing everything that was banned in his

belief. The queues in their confessionals every day

more floods. He had no doubt and judge by hisactions once believed it was just a trick of God and

follows furious with him for having"

"Before God turned everything that was

happening counting events occurring to people

doing good deeds and the blame should be some

trick of God. This, calm and cool, just look at thepoor devil smiling and talking."

- And what you wanted, poor devil? This is the

eternal human conflict. Never being satisfied. Give

choice and they will experience! That's how they

learn with their mistakes. - Smiling complacency.


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When you finish the text looks intently at his pupil

trying to identify their preferred response.

- Jlius So what do you think?

- Mr. Fantastic, but forgive my ignorance as this

tale might influence you in your mission?

The smiling old man staring intently at the boy

says:

- My dear disciple, for millennia appeared several

prophets, spiritual leaders, the most diverse

religious and doctrinal aspects and all failed in

their real purpose which is to lead mankind to

salvation of his soul. And you know why? - While

the other answer. - Is that all these religions lead

to numerous interpretations of its doctrines whichcauses great confusion among his followers. After

all how do you know which is correct for every

religion there is a different interpretation of that

text.

The human being longs to be conducted, it needs

to be told the way forward. No wonder we are thesheep of the Father, his flock. People say they

want variety possibilities to follow what they think

is correct, but in reality they need is guidance. I

realized this simple detail reading this wonderful

tale.


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The human contradiction exists because there are

many possibilities for change. Many paths to

choose. Every day we are bombarded with

information from more varied. Just turn on the

television or radio, flipping through a magazine

and just what we are sug-sues to be happier. Be

leaner or the world will not accept. Be more

beautiful, have money, buy a car more powerful, it

is, is it.

People are lost my dear. Seek a happiness that

does not exist and thus become frustrated and

with that comes a sense of failure and

incompetence and an eternal dissatisfaction and

depression soon.- Do you cover this reason Master and that is why

those who join our cause will be saved. We can

provide everything they need. But the temptations

of the world are too strong for some. They live in

the illusion of finding happiness in this world

mundane and profane. How can we change this?- Exactly Jlius, this is the issue and that's why I

called you here today. Finally after years of legal

battles finally is ready Jlius! We got permission to

begin building the new promised land. The Tower

of Vigil will leave the paper.


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To be able to save our faithful need to keep them

from evil influences of the world. So I bought a

vast expanse of land in the same place where I had

my first vision, the Amazon jungle, and build a city

that could house millions of our followers with all

necessary infrastructure so that we do not have to

depend on the rest of the world.

It will be a beacon to illuminate the paths chosen

in the darkness. A drive north to the steps for a

new world order. - With eyes fixed on nothing like

you are having a vision. - Tomorrow we will begin

construction of the Watch Tower. And if all goes as

expected, I believe that within ten years we may

begin a new era. Will be a major architecturalworks ever built by mankind and that lasted a

thousand years before they can overcome it.

- What a wonderful Master, and you want me to

take care of all arrangements?

- Yes my disciple. But his work my friend will be

much more important than that. I want you to bethe supreme ruler of the Watch Tower. The

mentor of the new world order.

Jlius could not believe my ears. Being the

supreme ruler of the promised land. The Tower of

the Watch was established to develop a new world

order. Its residents were totally unrelated to the


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rest of the planet free from all temptations and

impurities from the impure and corrupt world.

Nobody would be forced to join, but those who

enter there could never leave. They should follow

all his teachings to the letter. Give himself over

body and soul to the Knights of the Sacred Heart.

And the conductor would be a God for their

residents. Still stunned by the revelation Jlius

question:

- Master, but this post is rightfully his.

How about that shot if he had a huge old tired

staring at nothing speaks:

- I never revealed it to anyone Jlius, but that day

in the woods when I had my conversation with thecreator He said I should lead his people to the

promised land, but could not enter it, and Aaron,

for my previous sins. And are you my friend who

should lead them on this journey in search of light.

Jlius with his mouth open in astonishment can

not say anything. The surprise of seeing the oldman speaks.

- Do not worry Jlius you are more than qualified

for this mission. His strong character and will be

very important especially severe in the early years

of the Watch Tower. Our faithful will require


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steady hands and that is why our Lord has placed

in my path. You will be a great leader.

Used to never question his Master Jlius just head

down and falls to his knees crying thanking the

honor of being the new messiah.


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Born a "Rey"

Sitting in the waiting room of General Hospital of

the Capital, a pastel-colored cubicle without

windows with a comfortable little sofa and some

old magazines, Memphis shakes his leg frantically

awaiting news of his wife who went into labor

more than six hours.

Every time someone walked out the door, giving

access to operating room, the heart of Mem-PHIS

almost out of my mouth. Several times he grabbed

the arm of a nurse came by asking how she was his

wife. And more than once been told that

everything was fine and that the delay was normal

and that soon he could see his wife and son.

When he could no more seizures and was about to

invade the operating room, appears in front of the

nurse saying that everything is fine and that he

could find his wife and son who lay in the room.

Entering the fourth, Memphis teary-eyed hugs his

wife and kisses her forehead.

- Shii! Beware dear he is sleeping.

It was only then that Memphis realizes the small

bundle into the arms of his wife. Carefully pull a bit

of cloth that covered the face of little Reymond


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Rolland. Despite all wrinkled like a knee Memphis

found the most beautiful baby in the world. Very

hairy and almost three pounds and four hundred

grams was a very healthy baby.

- He is beautiful baby. He pulled his mother. - With

the vision choked by tears.

- Poor thing was tight. When was peed on the

nurse's lap. - Laughing.

- Hello buddy I'm your father, Memphis Rolland

and promise that you will be very loved and God

willing a great musician and an extraordinary

human being like his grandfather.

- Of this I have no doubt love.

The child as realizing the presence of the parentfirm grasp with his little hand finger of the father.

- How strong he is dear. Look at those dear fingers.

How are long. They are fingers of a musician. -

Admired.

- You know what day is it dear?

- Of course dear, the happiest day of my life!- In addition, honey. - Smiling. - Today is January 8,

2135. - Smiling.

- Can not be. Are you sure? - Looking for wife

incredulously.

- Yes darling. Exactly two hundred years ago today

that Elvis Aaron Presley was born. Our son was


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born the same day and month that the King of

Rock and Roll. There is an incredible coincidence!

- Coincidences are not dear. This is a sign. An

omen. Exactly two hundred years after birth of a

new "Rey". - Smiling.

His wife as his eyes filled with tears seeing the two

people he loves most in the world in front of you

begins to hum gently cradling the two.

Blue moon, you saw me in the greatest solitude

Without a dream in my heart

Without a love to be my passion

Blue moon, you know well because I was there

You heard me saying a prayer for

For someone for whom I feel something

And then there suddenly appeared in front of me

The only one my arms will ever hold

I heard somebody whisper please adore me

But when I looked, the moon had turned to gold

Blue moon, now I'm not alone

Without a dream in my heart

Without a love to be my passion

Blue moon


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I Put a Spell on You

Still stunned by the news Jlius could not believe

it. His most intimate dreams were becoming

reality. Being the supreme ruler of an entire

nation. It would be adored by mil-lion. As I walked

by the huge hall toward his room recalls the

unusual conversation he had with a gypsy woman

a few days before you leave home and join the

Knights of the Sacred Heart. Again in his mind the

events unfold like a movie.

Patiently waiting for the bus as he did every single

day after working a mediocre job that was

reluctant to leave even though it would kill him. He

looked around to find a little hope, but could only

see tired faces that just as he no longer believed in

dreams as they had in youth.

People who also no longer perceived the natural

wonders of day to day, as a pe-quena flower that

sprouted bravely between paving stones or a

carousel of colors produced by the sunset among

the gray buildings of the metropolis. People for

whom life is but a torment.

In front of a lady and overweight, with nearly sixty

years, slumped shoulders and look at a tangerine


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static sucked voraciously and repeatedly spit the

seeds on the ground impregnating the air with the

aroma of the end of free market.

Beside her a boy with skinny pants two numbers

greater than he, showing his underwear, chewing

gum and a tiny earphone in the ear that produced

a very strong hiss.

Right behind you a stressed smoked compulsively

taking small steps from one side to side waving his

arms and calling himself the delay of the stocking.

Just another late afternoon like many others I

already had and that he was sure that would not

be the only ones.

Although young, over the years developed the artof indifference which made it possible to shut

down other human beings. For both just needed to

set eyes on any point and then went into his

private little world and it is nearly an autistic. This

was the way he found to support the hours, days

and years of monotony and lack of perspectivedisappointment that both the afflicted.

Already immersed in his "world of indifference"

will hear a very distant. Paying more attention to

realize it was a voice coming from far away saying

words I could not understand, some kind of dialect

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louder. Realizing then that the sound is real and

comes from somewhere nearby. Awakens from his

"trance" look around the search for the origin of

that mysterious voice that sounded like an

incantation.

A few yards ahead, sitting next to a newsstand,

was a lady of long curly black hair, had not seen

water for a long time, if we've ever seen, arrested

for colored ribbons. He had a pretty face despite

the advanced age, denounced by the marks of

expression caused by time and street life, which

indicated that the youth had a very beautiful

woman.

He wore a red blouse trimmed with ruffles and askirt that originally should have been all white

lace. In your teeth, neck, wrists and fingers props

into pure gold.

He became fascinated with the strange and

perplexing figure for not having noticed its

presence until that moment. It was as if she hademerged from scratch or from a parallel dimension

where life is full of magic and beauty.

This fact only came to confirm what he had read in

a book that said that we create an invisible bubble

of about one meter around us and only pay

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I could not take his eyes off the gypsy that for

another time or stop talking to crawl inside one of

several bags he carried. In one of these searches

took a small round object that resembled a river

rock, stuck in a red ribbon. She uttered some

words that will be long forgotten dialect and rose.

He adjusted his clothes and began walking.

A walk proud, like a gypsy queen, who was

abandoned by his subjects and was obli-gada to

load their junk.

Julius looked for the gypsy still fascinated when he

suddenly realizes that she was coming toward her.

More than quick looked away from getting back,

not wanting to be bothered by such person. Thecloser I felt the presence of the exotic woman

angrier he became. Even thought of leaving the

queue to not have to go through the

embarrassment of being approached by such a

figure.

Almost in desperation, he was about to movetoward the newsstand to see the gypsy pass him

by without giving it much attention. The sense of

relief that she felt was indescribable.

After the scare, more relaxed, tried to return to its

usual indifference looking for any object to return

to their state of alienation.


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Almost in "trance" felt a tap on his back that made

her body shake. He looked scared back and to his

surprise in his eyes, still smiling with his few teeth,

the old gypsy.

- Hello son did not want to know your future?

With the agility of those who have done this many

times before the boy could answer, which wants

something she grabs and pulls his hand. He no

reaction to the unexpected situation is looking

stunned as if paralyzed for Roma.

- I see a great future in your hand and it will be just

the way you choose to take. Their decisions affect

not only your life, but of millions. And even a

thousand years hence his name is still revered.The boy tried to pull her hand, but the gypsy

holding firm continues to talk as if possessed.

- Despite his little faith, life is not black and white

my son, there is no division between good and

evil. They are present, good and bad deeds. It is

the amount of these acts we practice thatindicates who we are. There is still hope for you.

And therefore for us too. Fight your pride and

open your heart. You can make a huge well to all

mankind, but this decision will be yours alone.

With a firm tug the boy can hold his hand.

- Do not believe these old nonsense.


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- The fact that you believe or not believe

something does not make it true or false. The

attitude is common, is the one you want to or not.

- Get lost old crazy and leave me alone.

- When he comes looking for you say you were not

accepted. Not that he managed to fill the

emptiness you feel. Send him away. What you

seek is love. When you find true love, this feeling

of emptiness and all this trouble will disappear.

- What are you talking about this old? This crazy?

Right now listening to a violent crash. They all look

startled for a corner to see what happened. A bus

bore a red light and hit a passing truck, but luckily

nobody was injured.Jlius turns to talk to the gypsy, but she had

disappeared. Search everywhere and nothing. It

was as if it had never been there. Look at you

behind him and asks:

- Did you see where he went to that gypsy who

was here talking to me?You look with amazement.

- It seems that not only were the people who were

on the bus that hit his head. There was nobody

talking to you. You were standing there alone with

this same guy a fool since I got here.


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Now holding the doorknob of his room, just smiles

and whispers.

- Who knew ...


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Carry On My Wayward Son

Reymond's childhood Rolland ran as expected. It

was a very active kid, smart and terribly funny not

give one minute of rest for parents to neglect the

smaller boy soon got into mischief. But most

important is that he was extremely loved and

happy.

Everything went normally at least until he was four

years old.

On a quiet afternoon, sitting embroidering a shirt

for Memphis, one of his favorite pastime, Grace

realizes something strange in Rey The boy who

played with a journal, scribbling, start reading the

headlines that were on the page. Grace at first

thought he was going crazy, but the boy kept

reading frantically. Admired Memphis flame rising

from the basement terrified.

- What? - Breathless.

- Honey I think there's something "different" with

Rey.

- What? What are you talking about Grace?

- Rey Our little Reymond. He's reading! - Smiling.

Memphis looks puzzled at the boy who smiles at

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- Reading? But it only takes four years. He can

barely talk right.

- I know, it's fantastic! He must be super gifted. I

read about it.

- Is baby. - Even without taking his eyes off the

child.

- How do you explain that?

Grace picks up the magazine and other displays

headlines for the guy who reads all. Go to the

bookcase and the boy picks up a few books read

their titles.

- See, I told dear!

- Wait a little baby. - And runs into the basement.

A few minutes later returned with a guitar and akeyboard.

- What will you do with this Memphis?

- I want to clarify a doubt.

- What question?

- A few days ago I was in the basement while Rey

manufactured a guitar and he played near thiskeyboard. I could not agree on a play and it was

making me angry. Then starts playing a beautiful

song, just piano, radio, and you know how dear

the music calm me down. Listening to this

wonderful music I managed to finish the guitar

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then that I realized that radio was off, was taken

up out of the basement and we were just me and

Rey So where it came from that song?

- You do not think Rey .. - Smiling.

- Let's see.

He puts the keyboard near Reymond and the two

stare waiting to see what happens.

Wait awhile and nothing.

- I think we should draw the attention it wanted.

Memphis hitting a few keys on the keyboard called

the child.

- Rey .. Here son, look what Daddy brought you.

And nothing. The boy is still busy with their toys.

After several attempts to get the boy to touch thekeyboard they end desis-tinder.

- Do not act like he wanted to learn to play the

normal method, with his father.

- I know dear. - Sitting in the corner with the villain

in the hand while using disappointed

alheatoriamente strums the guitar.Reymond watching his father strum the guitar

smile and clap beat with joy.

- Do you like that no coquette. - With the voice of

drinks.

Then to the surprise of Memphis, Rey began to

accompany him on the keyboard.


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Memphis plays a note and Rey plays the same

note. All the arm of Memphis shiver seeing his son

accompany him on as the guitar strums. Grace

looks with full of tears does not believe in that

hearing and seeing. Memphis gets excited to play a

melody and then, he and Rey are doing a duet of

guitar and keyboard.

Over the years, Rolland were discovering many

talents of her son as well as the difficulties of

raising a child so special. Like many of the gifted,

Reymond failed to adapt to traditional schools,

because it was considered unruly and inattentive

and was educated at home by Grace with the

assistance of specialists, which in reality was not sodifficult a task.

Reymond at twelve was considered by researchers

as a prodigy of multiple intelligences. Theory

developed in the 90s by a team of researchers led

by Harvard

University psychologist Howard Gardner.Basically this theory has identified and described

seven types of intelligences in humans that are the

logical-mathematical, which is the ability to

analyze problems and mathematical operations

and scientific issues, the language that is

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and written language , the space that is the ability

to understand the visual world in minute detail,

the physical-kinesthetic which is the ability to

more easily use the body for dance and sports,

intrapersonal which is the ability to know, the

interpersonal is the ability to understand the

intentions, motivations and desires of others, the

naturalist who is the sensitivity to understand the

phenomena and patterns of nature, which is

existential capacity to reflect on fundamental

questions of existence, and that he excelled

Reymond the musical that is the ability to play,

compose and appreciate musical patterns of any

kind. Reymond was enough to hear just once amelody or song and I never forgot and could play it

carefully and with utmost perfection.

Life could not be better for Rey grew happy and

healthy. When not on the street with other boys

his age, was listening to or playing music, mostly

classic rock like Carry On Wayward Son Kansas. Hispassion for music was so great that at thirteen was

a veritable encyclopedia of rock thanks to the

wonderful collection of musi-cal father.

He learned the trade of his father helping him

make musical instruments and sixteen was already

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and playing any instrument. But what he liked

most was the late afternoon after a day of intense

work to sit with him in order to play an old song.

But if there is one certainty in life is that things

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Keep the Rock in a Free World

Reymond has become a very handsome young

man finally added the outstanding features of his

father with the classic beauty of her mother. One

meter and ninety, golden brown hair and green

eyes, athletic body you could not notice it. It was

very successful with the girls in the neighborhood,

but until then his only true passion was music.

Entertained in the basement and Memphis

Reymond finish giving the last adjustments on a

guitar, a perfect copy of a Gibson Les Paul.

- Reymond what you think. - Proudly showing their

art work.

- Magnificent father. - Smiling.

- Know Reymond guitar, or guitar, conventional

six-string originated in Italy around 1780. Already a

derivation of the electric guitar this guitar came in

1930, but the sound was soft and then down to

improve it and give more power to the instrument,

to be played to a large audience, were adapted

electronic pickups.

The problem is that these pickups made the guitar

body to vibrate creating the dreaded feedback. It

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as Les Paul, created "The Piece of Wood" which

was exactly that, a massive piece of wood with

pickups. With that he solved the problem of

feedback and support for the sound produced by

vibration of the strings disappear less easily.

After making some modifications to give a better

appearance, a guitar, he tried to sell his invention

for Gibson, but they did not believe in the

potential of the instrument. But then came a

Californian named Leonidas Fender pioneer in

mass production of electric guitar in addition of

course the cult creator Fender Stratocaster, and

Gibson had no choice and had to surrender the

genius of our friend Les Paul emerged as theGibson Les Paul used by music greats like Eric

Clapton, Jimmy Page, Kirk Hammett, Peter

Townshend, Slash, Zakk Wylde, among others.

- Really Dad? Grandpa told you that?

- Among other things my son, the Rock has a lot of

history. Jimmi Hendriz, for example, was able toplay left-handed then used a Fender Stratocaster

guitar with the strings reversed.

Reymond loved hearing the stories his father

always so full of life and told with so much passion

and emotion. Like when he was eight and his

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on a guitar, a Fender Stratocaster 1965 model, and

set alight during a concert in Finsbury Astoria in

London in March 1967. The image of his father

imitating Hendrix on his knees with his fingers up

like that instigating the fire to burn until today did

smile.

Grace talked excited when they hear call.

- Baby come on, get going!

- Get what dad? - Reymond question.

- Come let's fast son. - Without paying attention

the question of Rey.

The two go up the stairs and find Grace sitting on

the sofa in front of the television.

- Here baby. - Indicating the place beside him toMemphis.

Reymond still curious sits beside his father.

- Go get what?

- The interview of his uncle Julius, dear. - Grace

says smiling.

From a tiny device on the wall comes a razor sharpimage, it was as if they had been transported to

the site of the conference. Showed a huge table

covered with a towel in front and very white in the

center, skipping the eyes, embroidered in bright

red letters OCSC. Upon her numerous

microphones and the background image of a huge


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white wall about six feet tall with heavily armed

security guards patrolling the place.

Despite the huge amount of local reporters in the

silence of this requirement was impressive Jlius

who said that if there was riot and disorder would

be immediately closed the conference. Suddenly

the silence is broken by opening the door through

which Jlius with his usual aplomb, as if a king was

entering the room.

Reymond simply not believe that watching open-

mouthed looks amazed his parents who laugh a

lot. And with difficulty stammered.

- But are you daddy! - Pointing to Jlius.

- Yes dear father and uncle are identical twins.- Identical is little! They are absolutely the same!

You did not say that Dad was the youngest?

- Yes I'm two minutes younger.

- But do not be fooled by appearances son, could

not be two people as different as his father and

uncle. It's like the mirror image absolutely equal,but reversed.

- Look baby will start.

Jlius sits on the table in front of several

microphones, and looking straight forward speech.

- Good afternoon, harmony and order to everyone.

Today I am here before you to answer questions


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pertinent to the opening of Tower Vigil that within

a few months the first residents will be receiving.

With this we will be starting a new stage in the

evolution of the human race. A more fair and

balanced humanity where the evils of this world

will become corrupt and profligate back.

We will create a society where there will be no

crime, hunger, social differences and all the ills

that beset us since the beginning of time. A place

where order, harmony, discipline and fear of God

our creator will be respected and taken to on their

own.

A place where the elect can fulfill his true destiny

on this planet who is preparing his soul to thecreator could face without blemishes. A place of

learning and deep reflection of his deeds and

actions. Where all the temptations and

distractions will be left behind. Now in an orderly

answer a question at a time. We begin by this girl.

- Pointing with his forefinger.- Good afternoon. 'm Aretha newspaper Morning

Star. How would you like it we called? Jlius or

Regent?

- How best suits you. - With an almost

imperceptible smile more like a spasm.


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- Ok Mr Jlius as you said earlier, not everyone will

have the privileges-gio joining the Watch Tower.

That only the "elect" may enter. Well, from what

we know so far only the most affluent, so to speak,

are receiving these calls. Could you explain why?

- As Miss even said this is what you are knowing. I

can assure you that all those who are worthy to

participate in this new stage of evolution of

humanity will be there.

Next. - Pointing to another reporter.

- Ace Frehley of the Journal of capital. You all know

that many of the greatest minds of our planet, as

physicists, mathematicians, engineers, architects,

great doctors and researchers in genetics and inseveral areas already confirm that ingres-sara in

Tower Wake. As you all rebate claims that only

those experts have joined their cause after they

received promises of unlimited funds for research,

and that once inside, they would have carte

blanche to do research that are now banned, suchas genetic modification to produce super-human

beings, for example?

- These great minds, as you define them, just

joined our cause by understanding, give the

magnitude of what we are about to do. No more

no more than unfounded speculation. I can assure


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you that we will continue to comply with all

applicable laws and regulations and will be open to

any request from the authorities to do inspections

if they choose. Next please.

- Daron Malakian's Morning Metropolis. Many

human rights organizations are against their cause.

They say their religion is fascist, oppressive,

uncompromising and in fact it will create a bunch

of narrow-minded fanatics without volition. Who

see any form of entertainment or art as the devil.

What do you think?

- We live in a free country. Each one has a right to

believe whatever he wants. And the more that all

these forms of "fun" that you mentioned havebrought good to humanity? I answer for you. They

brought bad manners, disorder, rampant sex,

transmitted diseases while using drugs at rock

concerts, a youth all get lost for a fleeting

satisfaction when the only way to achieve this is

through fear and obey God's commands. Prox ...Interrupted by the journalist.

- But this is not the opinion of his twin brother

Rolland Memphis. Incidentally he is the exact

opposite of you. Manufactures musical

instruments for collectors and has a band that


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plays gigs throughout the world. You also saw it as

a drug addict with no future?

The general buzz was in the room. Upon hearing

the name of his brother's face Jlius petrified. His

usually serious face seemed made of marble. A

sudden anger seized her body. With extreme

difficulty not letting on speech.

- Long ago my brother and I went different ways. I

respect your opinions but it does not change the

fact that I'm telling the truth. I'm sorry for failing

to make him see the path of light and truth. For

the day. Thank you.

She gets up and dashes off.

Grace off the small device and the imagedisappears. She looks serious for Memphis.

- You want me to explain what was that?

- It's nothing dear. One day, I was coming home

and a guy stopped me and asked some questions

about what I thought of religion and Jlius about

my band. What do you want me to do, lie? -Looking down with a slight smile as he headed for

the basement

followed by Reymond.

Grace looking at the two while walking feels a

strange sensation. A cold in the belly. As a bad

omen. Somehow she knew that the film buff that


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gave Memphis the ego of his brother did not go

unnoticed.

Memphis oblivious to the concerns of his wife

walks contented, feeling the soul washed

humiliated by having his brother on camera the

whole world the most important day of his life.

Reymond begins to dump a plethora of questions

about his uncle to his father who just smiles and

sings happy Keep on Rocking in the Free World by

Neil Young.

There are colors on the streets, red, white and blue

People shuffling their feet, people sleeping in their

shoes

But there's a warning sign ahead on the road

It has a lot of people saying we would be better not

dead

Do not feel like Satan, but to them I am

So I try to forget it anyway I can

Keep the rock in a free world



Keep the rock in a free world ...


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Highway to Hell

Jlius felt his blood boil in his veins. It was a

mixture of anger, frustration, hatred and shame

that you consumed. It took a long time to get rid of

the life they so hated and now of a sudden its

ghosts of the past returning to haunt him.

He was determined that nothing, absolutely

nothing and no one would disturb their future

plans. No matter what he had to do to make that

happen. Would not allow the riot and no fear of

God and disbelief that his brother took mediocre

hinder your path. I knew it was only a matter of

time before his master called him to explain the

latest developments. And I did. Before you even

get to the car that would lead him back to

headquarters OCSC is informed that his teacher

wanted to speed immediately.

Standing with his hand on the doorknob of his

master Jlius takes courage and enter.

- Look Jlius. How was the conference. - With a

slight smirk on his lips.

Jlius feel your face flush and will soon be trying to

explain.


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- Master I know I should have told you about my

twin brother is more that this is a fact that would

like to erase from my life, but unfortunately I have

no way. My family has always been a shame for

me e...

- Easy Jlius. Do not worry. I know all about you. A

man in my position can not afford to not know the

people around you. Both his enemies, but mostly

his allies inda one more person so important to the

future of our cause as you Jlius. It was obvious

now that we're so close to inaugurate the Tower

Watch our enemies start using all expedients to

obstruct us in our mission. What I do is ask what is

your commitment to our cause and to what extentyou are willing to come to see our dream come

true. - With a voice as cold as ice.

Jlius understanding what their teacher was

insinuating feels his body stiffen. Had already

contemplated this possibility other times, but only

in his mind and now that he was placed face toface with the real possibility of that happening

goes into shock. Seeing the confusion in his mind

the old pupil continues.

- How do you know the image is a powerful

instrument for influencing my friend the crowds

and unfortunately when people look at his brother


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they see you, literally. His brother is his exact

opposite. He believes in everything that we fought

against. All that fought Julius. People look at you

and see the possibilities the chances for change

and with them the doubts arise. And that's not

good for our cause. Jlius you have been chosen to

lead humanity to another level on the evolutionary

scale, an indescribable honor my friend. Your

name will be revered for thousands of years, but

now is the time to separate the man from the boy.

I need to know if you're ready to "do" what needs

to be done.

"His name will be revered for thousands of years."

Immediately the image of the gypsy comes tomind. Jlius knew that the time has finally come

and he would make a decision. The decision that

changed his fate forever.

- Master never been so sure of a decision. I'm

ready to do "whatever is nec-ed" for the good of

the cause. - Looking straight in the eye of themaster who relieved smiles.

- I knew my friend you have not let me down. Once

again proof that our Lord made the right choice by

picking him to lead our people.

Today, even give a "gift" Master in our problem. -

Maliciously.


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- We will not fluster Jlius. We can not risk seeing

his name associated with shady deals. I already

have everything figured out my friend do not

worry about anything.

We will make the death of his family to become a

good thing for our cause.

The mention of the word death in Jlius cause

some discomfort as a relief. It was as if they were

removed from their shoulders a great burden that

he was forced to carry their entire lives and now

finally was free.

- Master And how we do it?

- What could be more relevant to our cause of

death in a tragic way the family of one of the mostsenior member of our order. Even more if that

child death is caused by "drug addict" due to a

couple's life taken without rules, without order

and full of abuse away from the teachings of the

Knights of the Sacred Heart. Just another family

destroyed by a lack of order, harmony and truevalues. The media will simply love my friend.

- I trust my life to you and our cause Master. I will

await your action.

- Right. Tomorrow will be a reception for business

and want you there to represent the order which

will give you a perfect alibi.


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- So be it Master. Order and harmony for you. -

With this retreat.

- Order and harmony my pupil.

Again walking down the hallway quiet Jlius felt no

remorse or any sin of guilt.

Believed he had made the best decision possible,

finally exorcism-Zaria his demons. Leave your past

behind and shame definitely could start a new life.

But for every action there is a reaction and that

even Jlius knew from that moment his heart had

dried up and in its place a stone was placed.


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Tears in Heaven

It was a rainy winter night with lots of thunder and

a strange feeling gripped the world. It was as if joy

was sleeping a sleep disturbed and agitated.

Without that Rolland knew their fate had been

decided. Their hours were counted together soon

would be part of the statistics of the growing

urban violence and the thirst for power and

madness of one member of his own family, flesh

and blood.

Packaged by the blessing of ignorance while

chatting happily dined, unaware that this was his

last supper. Memphis has over one of his stories

for Reymond who enjoyed watching his father very

theatrically trying to interpret the characters.

-... then he was there, at midnight, in the middle of

nowhere at the crossroads of highways 61 and 49

in Clarksdale, Mississippi, Robert Johnson playing

his guitar wildly waiting for the de-mone that

appears and then "it" wearing a spotless white

suit, hat also a white and ivory-handled cane. The

Devil looks in the eyes of Johnson and with a soft

voice almost sweet, but very firm talking: - You will

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soul will miiiinhaaa! - With a voice trying to be

scary.

- Your father has no way months ... - Grace is

interrupted.

They hear a noise coming from outside the house.

As if someone were forcing the door and shortly

afterwards a glass breaking.

- What was that? - Grace asks scared feeling again

that feeling of foreboding, anticipating the worst.

- Calm down dear. Stay here with Rey that I see.

- Do not stay here ... Memphis - But he was already

near the door.

Memphis stares out the back door and sees a

figure all in black pass. Runs to the dining roomwhere Grace and Rey expect apprehensive.

- What is it Dad?

- Grace call the police are trying to invade our

house. Rey goes to the basement, under my

workbench in the back has a gun down at me fast.

Grace runs to the phone crying, but it is off, nosignal. At the same moment that the house lights

go out. Reymond that ran down the stairs when

you see in complete darkness drops rolling down

the stairs. Still stunned by the fall and his head and

shoulder aching hears his father cry.


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- What do you want here? Take what you want,

but leave us alone. GET OUT!

Rey panicked runs to the bench looking for the

weapon, but finds nothing. Never before heard

that his father had a gun at home. There is never

seen and knew the basement like the palm of your

hand. Passing again the hand under the bench and

desperate nothing. Run toward the ladder and

when I was ready to climb Rey looks at the door

that was half open and heard two bangs followed

by dried flashed. Is paralyzed. His heart seemed to

go out through your mouth. His legs tremble and

her stomach wraps. At that moment a certain raw,

razor-sharp, takes account of their being. He knewhe would never see his parents, who from that

moment on he was alone in the world. Alone in

the dark basement listening to the killer of his

parents talking quietly on the phone with a

terrifying coldness. The fact that he had just taken

the lives of two innocent people meant nothing.- Ready Master the service is done. But the kid is

not here.

Rey was then that he realized why his father asked

him to seek a weapon that did not exist in the

basement. To try to protect him because the

basement door was hidden, as I had no handle and


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was the same color of the wall only to see it paying

close attention. Amid the tears that streamed

down her face Reymond's a step backwards and

bumps into an accordion that falls denouncing its

position. Look up and see the basement door was

open, and amid flashes of lightning, standing in the

doorway is the murderer of her parents and her

future executioner. Still paralyzed only hear a very

loud bang followed by an intense flash and a buzz

too near his left ear where is the bullet that hits a

guitar that was on the bench in Memphis, pieces

scattered all around. Reymond is played back and

crawls along the floor of the basement trying to

get up and protect the same time. When you canbalance out other projectile passes close to your

head exploding battery in the hi-hat with a boom.

It is played on the drum falling on the instruments

that were lined up hurting your back. Running

toward his relentless pursuer comes knocking

everything you see ahead as the darkness of theplace did not allow neither the hunter nor prey

and saw nothing. Still trying to get rid of the

instruments fell over themselves Rey looks up and

in front, pointing the gun that shone as the

lightning burst, the black figure.


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- He finished the game boy. With the compliments

of his uncle. - Smiling.

- My uncle? What are you talking about? - With

the right hand up trying to protect.

- I see no problem in telling you since you'll be

famous boy. - A smile of pleasure to be able to

torture his victim a little more.

- What my uncle has to do with it? - While looking

for something to be able to defend

themselves.

- His father should have stayed mum. There's no

stopping the rise of the Knights of the Sacred

Heart. With this service I will become a Grand

Master in the order.- Police discovered everything and you will be

arrested.

- Do not be stupid kid. Everything is armed. The

order has connections at the highest esca-loes

government. When I leave here the police come

and say that what happened here was more a caseof a boy drug addict who kills his parents then kills

himself. This will only reinforce the belief that the

only way to salvation of mankind is to unite the

OCSC. But enough talk say hello to the devil for

me. - Smiling.


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The man pulls the trigger, it happens a flash

followed by a bang. Reymond closes his eyes

waiting for the excruciating pain to cut his chest

and his blood drips from the open wound is fading

along with his life. In the few seconds that

followed a strange feeling came upon

contradictory Rey relief to be able to rejoin her

parents and no longer alone in the world with a

huge will to live and make you pay for what his

uncle had done.

But nothing happens. The flash was lightning and

the rumble of thunder. The gun failed mila-Gros.

Rey grabs at this moment a massive piece of wood

that was lying on the floor and throw against thefigure in black hitting his forehead. The man gives

a cry and falls to his knees. Reymond taking

advantage of that man is down temporarily turn it

on a shelf full cans of paint and runs upstairs.

The man still stunned with wood and covered in

paint tries to get up, but I slipped and wateringseveral times. When he finally manages to stand

up runs after Reymond. Slips even a few steps, but

firmly grab the railing to climb the ladder. With

tremendous violence of a kick in the door between

the basement that was open. The light from the

street and lit up the house, the blind attacker for a


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few seconds. He then squinting to see better able

to realize that standing in front Reymond is

holding a massive iron pot, that in his family for

generations, and before he could take any action

takes a violent blow on the head and falls rolling

ladder below. Reymond looks at the dark figure

lying on the floor of the basement the whole pie

lifeless and runs to her parents.

He stands in shock at the sight of their parents

fallen lifeless. Grace with her white dress stained

with blood and Memphis about her, denouncing

the ultimate act of love when he traded his life for

trying to defend his beloved.

The pain I felt was unbearable Reymond. He reallywished at that moment that the gun had not failed

and that he had been shot. All muscles were

tensed his body, his head throbbed and it cost to

believe in the scene unfolding before their eyes.

Kneels, holding her father against his chest and

screams for him, but the only response he hearsher sobs are among the thunder and lightning and

the sound of rain falling like that insists that crying

along with him. Pour about his mother and cries

copiously in the hope that his tears could bring it

back like in a fairy tale. But then you hear the

sirens of police cars approaching and back to


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reality. They come in your mind, like a bucket of

cold water to shake it, the words of the man in

black:

- Everything is armed. The agenda has connections

at the highest levels of government. When I leave

here the police come and say that what happened

here was more a case of a boy drug addict who

kills his parents then kills himself.

He knew that if I stayed there would be arrested

and subsequently killed. Stand as if the whole

weight of the world on his shoulders and was still

looking for the bodies of his parents, lying lifeless

on the ground, ran off toward the street. He ran as

never ran before in his life, toward the dark nightas dark as he imagined it would be if future

thereafter, feeling the cold rain to punish her face

mixing with her tears.


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Like a Rolling Stone

Jlius walked from one side to another room of his

Master, as a lion in captivity, while looking for

news on television who reported what had

happened to the twin brother of him who was the

conductor of the Watch Tower of the Knights the

Sacred Heart. Reported at length the tragic death

of Memphis Rolland and his wife, murdered by her

only son, a teenager who was only sixteen at large.

- Master And now what do we do? - Very worried.

- Easy Jlius. It's all about control, as always. The

press swallowed the story as we expected. The

police did their part, and his nephew is being

sought throughout the city. It is a matter of hours

until he is captured.

- But then the Master will happen if he opens his

mouth? - Looking apprehensively to the Master as

a child did something wrong and is afraid that they

discover.

- A man in my position did not get where he is

unable to get rid of a problem as insignificant as a

simple runaway teenager Jlius. - Angry. Now calm

down, yeah! When he is finding it incredibly

"react" to our prison and "zealous" law


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enforcement officials have no choice but to kill

him. - Smiling.

- Sorry for my Master weakness and lack of faith. -

Looking for the old embarrassed.

Realizing he was showing weakness by his master

Jlius calms down and decides not to worsen his

image close the matter, after his Master always

solved the problem or what-in exemplary fashion.

Without leaving edges as he liked to say. All in

accordance with the teachings of OCSC, ie in the

purest Harmony and Order.

Reymond could be many things, but a small and

simple runaway teen-tively was not definitive.

Hours passed, days came and went weeks and twomonths after the murder of his parents Reymond

was still at large.

His picture was spread across various locations in

town, and a reward was offered for information

leading to capture Reymond. He exchanged

clothes with a homeless and always wore a cap toavoid being recognized. During the day hiding from

the police as he could while trying to get

something to eat.

Often asked for alms, sometimes took food in

trash cans of restaurants having to fight with other


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homeless people like him. And never in your whole

life can imagine finding such a situation.

The street life is unforgiving and loneliness, lack of

affection and care, hunger, cold, abandonment

punished Reymond. He learned the hard way that

tears did not help and no longer cried for their

parents or living situation. Recalled the words of

his father who said that it was useless to feel self

pity and whining stay. What was necessary to lift

the head and chasing. And at such times he always

sang the refrain of an old song in the dark ages.

Come, let's go

Not knowing what to expect

Who knows the time is

No waiting to happen ...

And that was what was Reymond up and keep

going every single day.

One night after a day of particularly bad, rainy and

cold he lay down on old boxes and newspapers to

be able to warm up and try to sleep. In the alley

with him were a few more bums, drunks and the

homeless are all shrunk to pro-tect the cold and

try to forget their sad life stories. On top of the

building of a half-open window escaped a song


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that Rey knew very well and it never made much

sense for your life like now.

More than ever he understood all the genius of

Bob Dylan.

... How do you feel?

How do you feel?

To be without a home?

Like a complete unknown?

Like a rolling stone? ...

... How do you feel?

How do you feel?

To be on your account?

With no direction home

Like a complete unknown?

Like a rolling stone? ...

Absently listened to the song when they enter the

alley two vans at high speed. Pa-ram them

abruptly and leaving several hooded men shouting

and punching everyone in sight by throwing them

into the vans. Reymond desperate attempts to

escape, but is attacked and gets a very strong blowon the head and falls unconscious.

Reymond agrees with a tremendous headache,

wearing pants and white shirt, all in a padded

room without windows. In his right ankle with a

strap that was a little light blinking. There in that


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strange place could only think that had been

captured. That everything was over and that

within a few hours would be dead as well as their

parents. Desperate starts screaming and hitting

the door.

- I am innocent. For God's sake I did nothing. It was

my uncle and that order-ing lunatic. Help please. -

Weeping in despair.

But received no response.

To the surprise of Reymond he was not killed,

however. During the days that followed Reymond

was fed and medicated. Every day, two nurses

entered the room, silent, caught Reymond and led

to medical tests. Drew his blood, did stress testsand many others. Whenever Rey refused to do

anything to clamp on his ankle gave him a shock

that made him fall to the ground in pain. Never got

a response from his kidnappers who simply

ignored their entreaties.

After a month in this routine when Rey wasalready in full physical form was taken to a room

where there were people dressed as doctors in

white on a table and a capsule, similar to the way

in which science fiction movie where astronauts

hibernate during the trips stellar long, connected

to multiple pipes. Sensing that it could not be a


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good thing with a punch Reymond tries to get rid

of nurses who held it and ran off, but before he

could reach the door to clip on your ankle it's a

shock that causes it fell violently on the floor. Still

stunned by the shock is injected that makes you

dizzy, groggily. Remove all your clothes and the

clip of her ankle and place it inside the capsule is

sealed.

Still trying to stay awake Rey hear a hiss very

strong and realize that the pipes connected to the

capsule starts to leave a slightly yellowish

transparent liquid that quickly filled the entire

container. Reymond gets desperate with liquid

gos-ment getting ever closer to your nose. Tryingto get oxygen raises his head as much as possible,

but as space is not small. In a last attempt to keep

alive inspires as much air that can lock and

breathing.

During the two minutes it managed to lock the

breath he remembered his parents, the life shehad and how everything in life changes, things

always change. He remembered that he plans to

meet a beautiful and intelligent girl who loves

music, like him, and they had children. How to

form a band and even out of fashion, against

everyone and everything would play rock and roll.


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So many dreams, but now knew he could never

accomplish them. So many concerns at this time

were nothing more than platitudes.

Not only exhausted by the situation I was in, but

by recent events will force to take that life and

unable to hold their breath expels the air in quite a

long sigh. Immediately feel your lungs fill up for

that gooey liquid and then darkness.


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Another Brick in the Wall

Although frustrated by not knowing what

happened to the inauguration of Reymond Tower

Vigil could not be postponed. Then came the time

of the dream come true. A new world order would

be created.

From the top of a gazebo that was strategically

placed opposite the main gate of the Tower of the

Vigil, and his Master Jlius contemplating the

crowd that gathered at the site. Hundreds of

reporters, believers, opponents of the OCSC,

parents pleading for their children should enter

and police trying to put some order to chaos.

- Look Jlius. - Pointing down toward the crowd.

Day - August 16, 2151. A day that will go down

history. Hence thousand years this day will be

remembered as a milestone for huma-nity. After

sixteen years of uninterrupted work and millions

and millions of euros invested is ready. - Extremely

proud.

- Yes Master. A date for entering history for sure. -

With a troubled air.

- Do not worry Jlius. Today is a day to celebrate. If

your nephew was alive he would have done


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something to try to stop us my friend. After a

teenager raised in a golden cradle did not last long

in this world alone dog. - Calming the other. -

Behold the birth of a new era.

Built on an area of 199,554 km square completely

surrounded by walls six feet tall and

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