FLASH
Shkruar nga Edison Ypi
Baby killer did not hear the cries of usury in 1997 when thousands of Albanians were killed and slaughtered, nor the explosion of Gërdec, because he was not born. But the shivers of these horrors reached the father's spine, and the laboratory took appropriate measures for the sweet conception of the future bitter butcher.
There is no doctor who kills, they say, doctors give advice, make visits, write prescriptions, take care that the healthy do not get sick, stay by the head of the sick so that they do not die.
No or' no, Doctor who slaughters, there is!
The doctor who slaughters cannot be, let's say, an Italian doctor who is also a Christian Democrat, or an English doctor who is also a Labourist, or a Spaniard who is also a royalist.
The doctor who slaughters can be, as he actually is, an Albanian doctor who, in addition to being a doctor, is also a communist.
The Albanian and communist doctor, the butcher's tool, the one that would stick the knife in his friend in the future, started to prepare it early. Some 20 years before he was born. From daddy's testicles. When communism collapsed in half the world. When the Doctor who killed left his doctorate and communist politics, and entered democratic politics.
That sooner or later the doctor would slaughter someone or several, it was understood when it was found out that before he entered democracy he had been an ex-communist with a star on his forehead. What remained until the slaughter, or slaughters, of the Slaughter Doctor, was a matter of time.
According to the plan carefully woven by the butcher Doctor who later turned Albania into a slaughterhouse, the next butcher had to be wild, merciless.
To achieve this, the Slaughter Doctor began to shout and scream like a madman from the beginning of the time, when souls still groaned and hearts cried.
Petraq Kolevica or Skënder Shkupi could not start the criminal rhetoric with slander, falsehoods, intrigues, backbiting, swearing, especially to the detriment of the former political persecuted of the former party of the former doctor of the nomenclature. I don't think that the communist Doctor would start it and continue it. The cockroaches he gathered around him knew that much.
It was those yellow rhetorics with monstrous slander and curses that made what the butcher doctor dreamed of: the conception in the testicles of the father of the boy who years later butchered his friend.
The wilder and dirtier the rhetoric, the more the genetic code of the future butcher was shattered inside dad's testicles that later flowed and formed in mom's womb.
Baby killer did not hear the cries of usury in 1997 when thousands of Albanians were killed and slaughtered, nor the explosion of Gërdec, because he was not born. But the shivers of these horrors reached the father's spine, and the laboratory took appropriate measures for the sweet conception of the future bitter butcher.
Nothing to be surprised. It's not science fiction. Life and death change places, come and go. Where all people are 1 person, it is more than possible. This is not understood only by the trutharians who think they are small after drinking some coffee with each other on Rguga e Shkresa while waiting for the butcher Doctor to come out to the window to lower the nightly roots.
When the future Slayer, the clone that the current Slayer Doctor conceived and realized, drowned in blood, finally fell from his mother's womb, so he was born, still without opening his eyes, still without cutting the cord, between the cries, he grabbed a bed iron, asked for the knife.
The strategy of scared testicles determining bloody futures with slashers and butchers worked.
From an early age, since he could not speak, he noticed that a madman was constantly appearing on the television, screaming and shouting, and I was scared. It was "Geppetto" who had carved it, the Slaughter Doctor.
The Christians who killed the 4 poor people on the boulevard, the murderous tool did not understand them, but heard them strangled when they were about 1 year old.
A 10-year-old understood the cursing, the cursing, the gossip, the intrigues, coming from the television, but not the cause.
After two or three years, after school lessons and some reading, I got the thread and the cause.
The macabre invention of the Butcher Doctor, the preparations for the future slaughter, began as Albanians are used to: Arming themselves without knowing which war they will fight, or which friend they will slaughter.
Vajti bought a knife. He found a sheath for the knife. He slipped the sheathed knife into the inside pocket of his sweatshirt.
The little butcher, created by the big butcher, said to himself: When my creator, the glorious Doctor, has killed them all, why should I not slaughter 1 ?
And he ran away and killed his friend.
Through the childish criminal creature, the Slashing Doctor observed the rule that when one kills or stabs, the trigger fires, or the knife sticks, another.
In "The Traitor's Mother", Gorky says that because the mother knows where the boy's heart is, she stabbed the boy with 1 stab in the heart.
Our little stabber, who doesn't know where his friend's heart is, stuck 5 knives in his peer's chest, enough and too many to die, exactly according to the diabolical teachings of the most destructive, the rascal, the thief, the most terrible killer, the demon with the face of a man, to the slashing Doctor.
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