"Long before in the late 90s, a man with the name dionysus calang cuyno was sent into hell by his so called brothers and sisters. He was once a great captain of a ship. Travelled the world under the contract of maersk Conakry. His record was not known to everyone, just because of this telepathy. They did submerged him into dust, taken with everything from his hands, torture because of this head thing, trampled to earth until he can no longer hold it. Unable to become a professional, his family is sent to ruins. I have never seen a life as tragic as him, children of ages spitting unto him, mocking of who he is. Laughing at his demise, telling him "Its your fault. You deserve it.". I saw him bleed and bleed and bleed. I saw dark blood running out of his skin, marrows opened by a mere blade. Fresh wound open cut on his knee. Insulted by the public, tasted hunger, and thirst, drinking sweat, while his brothers and sisters are being fed well by a so called woman. None of them did help him to reclaim his professional career. I saw his neighbours trampling him unto the ground, I saw his wife slowly becoming senile. I saw it myself for I am his son. This telepathy that you say, did made us suffer eternal hell. I wrote this in advance so you are aware of this thing. In order prepare you from the outside world. My eyes, are being watch. Never forget this thing, and never forget those who are fake, and unreal.". He stood up and he start to close the notebook and on it it says "Cuyno Lineage.". The old are old, they are now heading to their death, its time to make it sure that this secret and these hardships shall be ended. Its time to reveal who are they, and it is time for them to suffer like how we used to be. I am just grateful that my mother from the family of ducusin was able to educate me well. With out the support of the lunatic family, I just hope that my descendant will be able to contain this message, and inherit the will to pass their own knowledge and experience to their offspring. There is no other way for it to be revealed but by writing a short story or a poem. I hope someone from my lineage will be able to inherit this thing, I am relieved that I am able to write the suffering of my father dionysus cuyno from his own brothers and sisters. I am relieved as a son to be able to know why, and why my father, dionysus cuyno is always acting like a crazy person. Never would I thought that this telepathy is an inheritance. Never, forget who are they."

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