The PARTY that lasted 250 years

As I entered the auditorium I couldn’t help but come to the conclusion that education was not simple. It was a complex sequence of events that took time to mature in a person eager to learn. At first you enter and then it evolves. After it’s all over, the champagne explodes, people get exotic and the party begins. Imagine a woman in the corner with black lingerie crawling on the floor. Friends, this PARTY didn’t begin like this, it took over 250 years so let me explain. First you had modest women. Walking around in long dresses keeping their wildness concealed. Organic orgies hidden behind wooden outhouses. Religious extremist falling over in hay fever spasms trying everything to contain the beast. Drunken slave owners falling over in black cherry pies as their wives looked into the future at Epstein files. There literally was no escape as supreme power was given to his satanic offspring. The reptilian family feasting off of lame sheep drinking the blood of their savior. If you thought the party stopped at midnight you were wrong. Sweat slowly dripped down stripping poles as dropout gambling thieves chased adorable young girls fresh off to college. Political parties were no different as intellectuals printed out money with royal subliminal messages on each corner of the specially enhanced paper. The party dripped in gold as fireworks burned the noses of little children falling to the ground in a coughing fit as a scientist sat idle studying biological warfare. In a laughing craze Mennonite pilgrims would dance with Indians only to notice something strange hanging from a tree in the nearby woods. Standing on Mount Rushmore there were so many different angles to the story and after a while there were only so many people allowed in. In a raging rant, a child screamed as a young boy played his version of a national anthem and a book from history revealed so many stories told from so many angles. Wars, wars and more wars. The PARTY never stopped. In a room filled with presidents and assassins stood a cake with 250 candles. The PARTY lasted for 250 years then a new world blew out the candles. For they kept wishing and were never satisfied, they only saw what they wanted to see and as the wings from an eagle blocked the sun a dead snake fell to the ground. The war was over, everyone went back home and the PARTY souvenirs went with them. Waking up the next morning from a hangover they heard a small voice ask them, “What was the point?”

The PARTY that lasted 250 years.