then kept walking. Into a half-finished building she went, where a few other women were. There were no windows and only one door. The poor construction of the house left a gap between two pieces of wood. Gabe was intrigued, stopped, and crouched down to watch openly what he knew should have made him squirm. An abortion. A homemade concoction was drunk, leaving the ex-mother in such agony, she seemed to be paralyzed. What was in that stuff she just used? Chances are it was nearly strong enough to kill the woman. Though it wouldn’t kill her, only punish her for the rest of her life. This incident was not isolated either. Gabe and Jonathan managed to stay alive for two weeks and in that time he witnessed similar scenes, with different devices. Anyway they did it – drugs, beating, chemicals, there was no way to hurt the baby, without also hurting the mother. It made him wonder what the population was… in a world where sex wasn’t the crime, abortion wasn’t the shame, but, rather, the pregnancy was.
He kept moving and saw a courthouse, which was actually finished and in the town center, suggesting it was one of the first buildings. Undoubtedly this meant that they still thought that law and order existed in a building. Not only that, but they assumed early on that there needed to be a third party to solve problems. And, that there would be problems to solve. Had they given no consideration to peace and prosperity?
When he got back, he shared his findings with Jonathan. Together they made a plan to start over. Youth were going to be a key in starting over. Youth that either had miraculously survived mother’s attempts to abort, or children of the few who decided they wanted children… or were paid by the government to have them. That’s who they would need. They kept the poison to a condensed area, discovered those who might be traveling and when to anticipate their return so as to include everyone. They took only about a hundred of the original group, and thirty of their posterity (that’s all there was) to begin again. They discovered that sixty of the original group had committed suicide within the first year, and since then, another twenty or so. As Gabe had not anticipated, the population had decreased .
He felt cheated to realize that humans didn’t really know how to survive.
At any rate, survival was not the goal; freedom was, which was about one million steps of intellect above survival.
…
One day later they packed up and started toward Dane’s home town. As they were packing up Miek looked at them both not doing anything and inquired whether or not they had any possessions. Jonathan and Gabe looked at each other. Knowing that they had friends was key before they started disposing of their survival kit or making it visible. Be that as it may, Gabe once pulled out beef jerky at night. He did so at the risk of May seeing because she seemed to sleep less than he did, amazingly. Jonathan, he was sure, had been through several bags, not that others knew what he was taking out of his pockets. Only Jonathan’s pills made definitive appearances, and as they had explained that part, the group seemed somewhat content. Jonathan was trying his best (which was not much of an improvement) to spread his dosage further, so this morning he had not taken the medication and he snapped in reply,
“ What do you care?”
Gabe rolled his eyes and they all looked at him with wide eyes of bewilderment in silent conversation, then turned back to the direction of their destination and moved forward. A thought struck Gabe as they were walking. What if they made them change clothes? The shoes were kind of a giveaway. Until now, every item of clothing passed as strange, but reasonable enough. The clothes this crew wears look nothing like what he and Jonathan had ever worn, or would ever want to wear. May wore a thin white cotton top and a leaf-woven bottom that wrapped around like a lava-lava. It also looked like she was using
He kept moving and saw a courthouse, which was actually finished and in the town center, suggesting it was one of the first buildings. Undoubtedly this meant that they still thought that law and order existed in a building. Not only that, but they assumed early on that there needed to be a third party to solve problems. And, that there would be problems to solve. Had they given no consideration to peace and prosperity?
When he got back, he shared his findings with Jonathan. Together they made a plan to start over. Youth were going to be a key in starting over. Youth that either had miraculously survived mother’s attempts to abort, or children of the few who decided they wanted children… or were paid by the government to have them. That’s who they would need. They kept the poison to a condensed area, discovered those who might be traveling and when to anticipate their return so as to include everyone. They took only about a hundred of the original group, and thirty of their posterity (that’s all there was) to begin again. They discovered that sixty of the original group had committed suicide within the first year, and since then, another twenty or so. As Gabe had not anticipated, the population had decreased .
He felt cheated to realize that humans didn’t really know how to survive.
At any rate, survival was not the goal; freedom was, which was about one million steps of intellect above survival.
…
One day later they packed up and started toward Dane’s home town. As they were packing up Miek looked at them both not doing anything and inquired whether or not they had any possessions. Jonathan and Gabe looked at each other. Knowing that they had friends was key before they started disposing of their survival kit or making it visible. Be that as it may, Gabe once pulled out beef jerky at night. He did so at the risk of May seeing because she seemed to sleep less than he did, amazingly. Jonathan, he was sure, had been through several bags, not that others knew what he was taking out of his pockets. Only Jonathan’s pills made definitive appearances, and as they had explained that part, the group seemed somewhat content. Jonathan was trying his best (which was not much of an improvement) to spread his dosage further, so this morning he had not taken the medication and he snapped in reply,
“ What do you care?”
Gabe rolled his eyes and they all looked at him with wide eyes of bewilderment in silent conversation, then turned back to the direction of their destination and moved forward. A thought struck Gabe as they were walking. What if they made them change clothes? The shoes were kind of a giveaway. Until now, every item of clothing passed as strange, but reasonable enough. The clothes this crew wears look nothing like what he and Jonathan had ever worn, or would ever want to wear. May wore a thin white cotton top and a leaf-woven bottom that wrapped around like a lava-lava. It also looked like she was using
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