PROVED OF MARKET FORCES.

AN was called to the market place one frosted day

Fo'eember.
'n the d ay came the man looked out of his window

was shocked by the blankness of white which was
there was to see outside. .The earth had disappeared
the man looked wildly at the non-scene and deciding

•e was nothing to be done about it.. went back to bed.
3 awoke the next day to find the earth had gone still.
ts place as before there was the terrble white of
lingness .However when he went out onto his balcony
Found that he could hear the sound of traffic below
3" he sa'd to himself ( for living in a tower block he
started the habit of talking to himself) "so. . " he
an again " the earth is returning bit by bit. .maybe
morrow will br'ng back enougth so I may go to the

•ket after all. "and so he went back to bed.

N . .the man was one of those that believed in the

•al " early to bed. early to RISE makes a man ..blah
h blah " and this was his down faU. .that and the
ite nothingness that had swollowed the world.
, .on the third day the man awaoke as usual and was
ifronted by the scene or non-scene gathered aga'n
side the window.. .However. . " However" he again
d to himself . ." however, .a man must make a living.
i if I dont get to the market today I and my seven sons
.1 die of hunger. ." and then the thought struck him..

looked out of the spy-hole that he had on his front .
3r and surveyed the scene. .Yes .it was as before the
ts were still there. . " Maybe tomorrow the rest will

appear and I wtll get to the market place to sell my
ods. .but as for today, .there is no way I am going to

down those lifts . .why there is absolutly nothing
i sting under them and the rider of such a lift would

sucked into the emptyness and lost fore ever. . "
d so he went back to bed.

?wever as you may have guessed the previous 64
iurs of almost constant sleep had caught up with him.

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and he was unable to sleep anymore..the thoughts wirled
ground in his brain.. " Nothingness, .what is beyond the
end of the lift's journey. .How can the lift do nowhere. . "
So. .the man got up from his bed and decided to awake h's
seven sons. .who had slept through the whole ordeal. .and
summon their help.

He chose the smallest/yougest son and threw the happless
child 'nto the lift. .pressed the button to decend. .and the

steel doors closed slow^ on the screaming chi'd as the Mft
went down.

There was no sign of the child for severa' hours as the man
awaited his return, .for him to te'l of the ''ft's dest-'nat'on. .
then there was no more sign of him st^l . .
The man ran to the window of the fat to ^ook out. .he was
struck with the idea that the sma'lest son had somehow fi'l

-ed part of the \w'd . . a victi m to the nothingness. . He dsc?-

-cided to send all of the sons down in the lift so that the
nothingness would be filled and at last he would get to the
market to sell his wares.

He sat alone in the flat. .the whiteness was still there and
all of the sons had failed to fill this ant-matter nothingness
outside. . .he descied to dr'nk some coffeee before he went
back to bed. .and finding there was no sugar he took the lift
to go to the shop to get some. Somewhere around the 15th
floor he sudonly remembered the white void outside and that
the lift was a ride 'nto death and oblivion, .too late he sere-

-amed in shock and bang on the lift door. .he didnt want to
die..be eaten by the nothingness. . he prayed to his god as
this fellow was a good christ'an fellow and it was why he •
was doing this that the lift door opened and he fell out into
the street revealing his seven sons playing out in the fog. .
enjoying its invis'bil'ty to p'ck pocket the passerby.
The man called them over one by one the e'dest f''rst to ask
them how much they had made. .they showed him each an
enormus sum. .far more than he could make 'n a week at the
^he market place doing the same thing.

But when he got to the youngest son he was dismayed to find
that he had made nothing at all. .The insides of his pockets

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