Chapter 11 Why Schnuller?

“Denial Cho asked me to bring you this,” I said, handing him the krypto cold wallet. “He said you would know how to unlock it.”

He took the wallet and examined it, and threw it back at me. It struck me on the head or chest and fell to the floor.

“Du, Dummi,” He said. “Du, Scheiße.”

“Denial Cho said you were there the night he was arrested.” I said. In response, he threw a Schnuller at me.

“Are you sure you don’t need it?” I asked.

He threw another Schnuller. I retreated, but another Schuller hit me in the front. I thought to myself.

‘How many Schnuller does he have?’

I was about to ask him the same, but he shut the entrance.

I picked up the Krypto cold wallet, which displayed the unlock screen, and put it in my pocket.

“He didn’t seem to want Denial Cho’s gift,” I muttered.

“Perhaps they’ll be calm now,” I said.

“Maybe they have their own,” I added.

“Poor Denial Cho,” I mumbled.

The proof of God’s existence that pastors had promoted slipped away to other frequencies. My own intervention, along with the fammies and friendlies, had failed. The krypto wallet, carefully stored and sealed with a red wax stamp, remained untouched.

Years later, when I told this story to my fammies and friendlies, I still do not know why God threw the Schnuller at me. Maybe it was a lingering grudge from the night of his first passing or a sense of embarrassment of my audacity.

Yet, I remember the joy that the story of Denial Cho’s who values Creativity, Proactivity, Freedom, Respect, Balance, fammies, friendlies and one’s own feeling. He found truth in it. I would not know them until my trip.

Perhaps Denial Cho took me for an agent of evil or of the police. I only know that Denial tried to be kind to Dr.Son as he was one of his friendies. Dr.Son who was a fine capitalist who truly cared little ,if the truth were ever revealed, felt it should remain a mystery.

  “We need more desirable mysteries in our lives, Hemingway,” Denial Cho once told me. “The kind of omnipotent and omnipresent mysteries we all collectively and individually seek. Perhaps the truly engaging untold stories are what we’re missing most right now. Of course, there’s also the matter of sustenance.”