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They ask him how he feels and he said, “I will tell you that life is real,” you ask him how he feels and he said it couldn’t be better. He was floating in s hot balloon above the vigilant sky with his spirit resting in the bosom of the moon and an eagle flying at a high altitude collide with the hot balloon and puncture it with its beak.  

The hot balloon, eagle, and he landed in the pinnacles of a tree spilling fury at the sun burning over a hundred degree. He had no phone to call for help and he got stuck in the land of the dead. The heat was on but he kept holding on and he said to himself that it couldn’t be better. 

He sat there for a while, watching nature unfolding in the sky,  and far beyond the clouds another layer of life was about to unfold and men with vision lay bare on the ground inscribing words of wisdom on scroll and weeping passionately on the ground.  

I envision it all and for one brief moment I could feel the earth vibrating around me with them still stuck in the middle of the tree and the eagle found new company. 

I walked around the bush searching for something but I didn’t know what I was searching for, I dug into the ground with my foot and stepped on something that almost dragged me into the earth it was covered with bush and it looked like a hole where people used to cook.  

I seared further and found a foundation that was laid to build a concert structure. I went deeper into the bush to see what else was lying about  and a school of wasp flew towards me. I cut down the bush and pull the creeping parasite from the tree and left that place. 

Night began to fall and no help came to rescue the man stuck in the tree. He was baking in the sun and time was running out so I thought of a plan to rescue the man. 

 I used a tall stick to get the eagle on the edge it was the only hope to keep the man in the hot balloon alive, the eagle flew away flapping its giant wings cutting shapely through mid-air 

 I waited to see what it would do, if a miracle would come through and just as I thought of it , the eagle came back with a bottle of water in its beak, and shove it down the man’s throat. 

I heard a strange rumbling in the bush and a group of men emerge from behind the tree with hunting rifles and dogs. I held my ground with a fixed smile on my face as they approached that place, before they could utter a word the man in the hot balloon threw the bottle on the ground and shouted, “Help me”, and closed his bulging eyes. 

They immediately got to work and fell the tree, then pull the man out spread him on the ground and cover his face. His mission land him in the tree leaving him burning in the one-hundred-degree sun and destiny keep watch over him with a hunting gun.
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