Copyright Mark Christopher Garrett 2022
You can say all those things all you want but that does not make it true, but then again when did people start caring about the truth, most lie daily to their own family members and in their world it really is just regular normal everyday conversation, nothing to see here, no lie to cover up for in the end the lie becomes the new truth as it is more widely accepted than the actual facts regarding the events in question, but hey who cares as long as we get our click bait and sound bites in, right, . . . bugger off, go self copulate, we are no better off today with the lie that they thought was to be the salvation for those less fortunate, whatever that means as most if not all people I talk to tell me they are doing really well, no the truth and the lie are the same story told by a different light one seen with open eyes and the other with eyes blinded by fear, fear of doing, fear of failing, fear of winning, fear of succeeding, fear of becoming something other than they are, so the lie takes over and the truth dies,
Now here we are all in this world of organized chaos all of us going about our way conducting our business and our affairs, never realizing how interconnected we truly our, until one day, some one breaks the fabric of that truth by creating a lie so great one can’t help but laugh in disbelief at the irony of events that we have all lived through and witnessed even through the spectrum of different lenses, but in the end we still all agreed that a lie is a lie and the truth does not matter, so why are we all talking about this and why does all this matter, would it be to distract us from something else, lets say the construction down by the old sea side inn, as I have it within confirmed sources that no permits have been pulled for any renovation on that property, now that part would be the fact, the lie would be that they continue to tell us nothing is going on when we can clearly see vehicles coming and going in and out of the compound all night and day, so obviously something is going on.
Due to the military restrictions of the general area no one has been able to fly a drone or copter over the area as the electromagnetic field would knock anything out of the sky in that area or so they say, but the facts are no one really knows, because no one has really tried, any way it is getting way late and I’m sure most of you are tucked safely in bed and almost sound asleep, I wish you all pleasant dreams. For those still awake, hit the social media sites and let me know what you guys think about all this, use hash tag sea side conspiracy and who knows you too could be featured on our show, my name is Sandy Dhune and you are listening to 97.7 Full Breese and this is the late night show, I think now would be a good time to go ahead and accept some callers, as all the phone lines are all ready lit up ,
Let’s see, Eenie meenie miney moe, ummm that one . . .
Hello this is Sandy Dhune and you are live surfing that air wave
“Hi uh Sandy, your so hot” click then ring tone
Well the nights looking up, if at first you don’t succeed, when in rome, lets try this line here, it’s all lit up and anxious to be talked too . . .
Click, . . . ring tone
Well this just is not my night, ok folks I get it, it’s late and most of you guys, the sane ones any ways are already in bed, . . . hey wait this one is just calling in, lets try it
Hello this is Sandy Dhune and you are live surfing the air waves of life, what’s on your mind tonight? . . . .
Silence defens the airwaves
Hello, . . . you are there, . . . I think I can hear you breathing, . . .
Are you ok, whats on your mind, who am I speaking with
“I, . . I never have done anything like this before”
Anything like what, that sounds amannous
“Never mind forget I said anything, I have to go”
Click, . . . ring tone . . .
O.K., so the freaks really do come out at night, is there no one coherent left on this planet that can talk at this hour
This will be the last caller, lets try this one more time
Hello, my name is Sandy Dhune and you are surfing live on the air
“Hi Sandy, I think you are right with what you were talking about, I have seen a lot of shady stuff going on down by the sea side bay docks, I think it all relates as that area is also controlled by military”
Oh, do tell, who is this, who am I speaking too, and what do you know?”
“No one of importance, just a general contractor who happened to have done some work out that way not that long ago and I and my crew could not help seeing what we saw, I mean for a place that is supposedly not up to anything, they sure are really busy, but hey I’ve said too much already, and I need my job, I better go, good night Sandy”
Good night mystery manSr, I hope you sleep like a baby, well that about raps it up for tonight show, stay tuned as 2 hours of non stop music is coming your way, my name is Sandy Dhune and I would like to end the show by talking about pure and natural dog & puppy chow the best and freshest on the market and your dog will . . .
Whoa, thats strange, all the power just flickered on and off, must be due to that electrical storm outside, crazy but all the phone lines are blinking, good thing we have beck up generators
Lets go ahead and take this call
Hello, my name is Sandy Dhune, you are surfing the air waves
“Hello, . . . I’m calling long distance can you hear me?”
Yes, I can hear you
“Good, I was afraid I would not come through clearly,
Since you can hear me clear and all, then there won’t be any dispute in the fact that I have to tell you your thoughts are way off and as per usual you let your imagination overtake your faculties”
I’m sorry do I know you
“Of course your sorry, but I forgive you for that and believe there is still hope for you yet”
“There’s no excuse for you, your a joke and so are all those crazy conspiracy ideas you have, get real, do you really believe in all that crap you spew or do you do it for the ratings”
Well I see we have found us another non believer, congratulations you are about to be given the gift of a lifetime, a truth bomb, it may sting a little, but in the end you will thank me for it
Now where would you like to start . . .?
“You don’t get it do you lady, it’s not a matter of being right or wrong, it’s the fact that you are so busy being right that you cant see how wrong you are”
“You just don’t get it, the more you try to prove your self the more you end up being in the wrong and looking like a total fool, albeit a cute fool”
So what is your point, that I should not voice my opinion, because it goes against your moral compass of what is right or wrong and end up being right and most definately not so wrong
Except for your twisted way of looking at things
“I don’t know ma’m are we talking about the same things we are looking at, or is your eye on a different prize
O.K. so obviously everyone is tired and delirious, thanks for the conversation but it literally got us nowhere and with that I would like to thank all those that tuned in to tonights show, you guys mean the world to me, catch everyone on the flip side of the sunny side up as I shut my eye and dream of tomorrows yet to come that have already past and at once the world awakens again
Good night everybody, this is Sandy Dhune signing off
As she nods towards her producer he nods back while simmultaniously pushing the play button running her sponsors
Sandy then wipes her head with her towel, and packs her duffle bag with her trail mix, water, scripts and sketch pads, plus an assortment of other creative supplies
The producer walks in the room
“Hey Sandy, we need to talk”
Oh I hate hearing those words put together in that way
“Oh Sandy, nothing like that, my wife and I are having our 10th wedding anniversary and I heard you do stuff with flowers and well I was just thinking if it would not be too much trouble and if you wanted to could you may be do some flowers for our anniversary?, my wife really liked what you did for that other wedding, you know the one where you, well any way we won’t get into all that, I was just wondering, let me know
Well of course I’ll do it you astronaut
Stop trying to play me, further more how are you letting some of those calls through, they are utterly rediculous and some make no sense at all, while others are just plain creepy
“Sandy, your safety is our primary concern, we screen all the calls, but those weirdos are pretty crafty and are constantly tricking us, but some of that and I must confess I let through on purpose because I know it will boost our ratings by giving you a little controversy, if everyone was kissing your dairy air like most your hard core followers do, then things would get really boring really quick
What are you saying, that you hired these guys for the show?
“No, I wouldn’t say I hired them, I technically borrowed them without them knowing it”
What does that mean, how do you borrow someone
“It means, you need to stay out of this, I hate it when you do this to me”
Do what to you?, get at the truth? . . .
The producer storms out slamming the swinging doors behind him
Good one slick, you can’t slam swinging doors!!
Sandy grabs her effects and slowly strolls out of the building
As Sandy pulls out of the parking garage and onto a desolate late night street lit with neon and the glow of the moon over the lights of the city and the sparkle of the bay
As Sandy drives across Pirates Cove Bridge, she notices a small car lingering with very dim lights, she’s not sure if she should be worried about a stalker wacko or if she needs to pull over to help the car out, . . . in the end as long as it was moving she would ere on the side of caution and keep going, oddly the car just seemed to eventually vanish, she couldn’t remember where and there are no exits off the road, especially once you cross the bridge to the island but somewhere for sure the phantom vehicle must of pulled off
Either way it was of no concern as Sandy was tired and anxious to get to her beach house
Upon arrival she activates the electric garage door opener and pulls in to her garage
The garage enters into the kitchen where she snags a bite of ice cream, while feeding the cat and dog,
She then retires to her room where she debates if she wants a shouwer or bed, her tiredness wins out, and she chooses bed
She plops down without undressing or even removing her shoes as she was too tired and falls immediately asleep
“Wake Up!” yells Sandy’s producer
Sandy lifts her head off the D.J. Mixing table
And looks up at him with drool dripping from her mouth
“Get cleaned up, your on in 5”
Sandy looks at the clock on the wall, and freaked, last she remembered she just crashed in her bed at home, she must of been more tired than she thought . . . .
To Be Continued . . . .