Flash Gordon and The Button of Doom

Flash looked up.  The screen was spewing out its information.  Downloading into the room images and sounds which shattered the silence and singed the neurons of Flash’s mind.  He had to do something.  It wasn’t right.  He was being pulled from his mission.  The un-truths coming in through the wires grated with Flash’s spirit – all his go buttons were pressed – he couldn’t let the evil continue.  His anger, his rage were focused and his physical being was moved to action.  Quick as a…urr...well, a flash, he leaned forward from his seat.  His finger plunging forward into the space between him and the remote which lay innocently on the low glass table.  The instant was imperceptibly brief and yet somehow seemed to last forever; his movements caught in slow motion as he moved to right the wrong.  The finger approached.  Moving in on its target like a heat-seeking missile.  Forward, forward, forward.  Nobody, not even Ming would stop him.  And then the moment of contact came.  The cool plastic button reached his finger tip; he was now in direct combat with the force of evil, and there was no getting out until the battle was won either way.  But he pushed.  He pushed that button like he had never pushed a plastic button before.  With all the force of courage from the deepest brightest corners of his beautiful soul.  He wouldn’t relent.  Pushing forward, the button feebly fought back, but it was utterly futile.  Then a CLICK!!!  And then nothing.  The screen came to a total stop.  The sounds stopped.  The room filled with peace.

BUT WAIT!  Flash was too war hardened to think this was the true end.  THE RED DOT.  THE RED DOT WAS STILL SHINING ! ! ! ! ! !  He knew what it meant….the television was still on stand-by…..

The irony of it all for one nanosecond brought a minute smile to one corner of his mouth.  But he knew now he had won.  The screen was already beaten; all he had to do now was save the world.  Easily, and relaxed he reached for the screen.  Below the screen.  The “power-off”.  A full smile broke when he heard the off switch click, and watched the evil red-dot fade to nothing.

Yes.  He knew the Truth.  He knew of the UK, although he had never been there, he knew it was across the pond.  He perceived the Truth and acted on it.  He knew if he and everyone else teamed up to press those buttons – he knew it would save the world.  The collective energy saving would be equivalent to the output of a nuclear power  station, which could then be closed down.  No more nuclear waste.  Lift a finger – save a planet.  Not a fiction.  But now the big question confounding Flash’s brain – “how do I get everybody else to do the right thing, and protect our future????”

This site relies on visitors to help it to improve.  If you have gained from The Quest For Truth, please consider - placing a link to www.thequestfortruth.co.uk, or provide feedback, or sponsor the site, or just discuss truth & change.  Best wishes...