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It’s April 2012, the Spring is just coming into the Czech lands with full force… a large white tent, decorated generously with luxurious satin and gold, and in the middle, between rows of chairs, there is an elevated catwalk, covered with red velvet, because red, it’s the color of feminity, the color of menstruation blood, symbolizing the unique female ability to conceive children, her submission to The Moon, which directs her life in cycles, and all unique features of the most powerful estrogen hormone, which rules the world…

All chairs are taken, the most VIPs are sitting there, they gathered at this evening, to experience something special, as this event had massive publicity, and you can’t miss there, if you are an insider, a blessed elite, riding on the bandwagon…

A modern, trendy, sexy dynamic music plays from large speakers, reflecting the postmodern world: quick, connected, without borders, full of opportunities, where living for present moment is the basic mantra, not looking back, and a seducing female voice of a female singer lures you to be dreaming, to succumb to the omnipresent seducing magic of this kingdom of feminity, beauty and fashion…

You can be anybody, powerful and successful fool, but you are sitting here, you are in submitted position now… and you are full of tension and suspense, because this is a fashion show of the best Czech fashion designer Blanka Matragi, who made great success at the Middle East, and the fashion models, demonstrating latest collection of her chick and glamorous wedding dresses, are from the most reputated Czechoslovak Models agency, where the most beautiful girls of the whole country are concentrated… indeed the top of the elite.

And the wedding, it’s a top of life for any woman: surely, she can reject it, to be “modern” and “independent”, but still, it’s deeply in her nature, this submission to a man, to find a ruler, The Emperor, who can provide her all possible and necessary resources, so the future offspring can be conceived in the most desirable and even necessary material security, with elevated probability of survival and prevailing in this cruel demanding world, so the family line of human kind and human history can continue towards next generations, hopefully better and more wise, than previous ones…

And during the wedding, the most fateful and important event for any woman, when she wears the white color the one and only time in her life, she simply needs to shine, to make lasting impression during this most critical moment, when she should be on the top of her beauty, embracing the big change of her life, when instead if “me”, the life will become “us”, and together, she and her new spouse will become fully mature humans… so, who could be better qualified for a proper demonstration of wedding dresses, than fashion models, the undisputed social leaders, setting trends in style and beauty alike?

So, here they come: in perfectly organized manner, one after another, different types of beauty, but all of them tall and slim, shining with utmost self-confidence, with Queen’s mindset, with arrogance in those young pretty faces, watching the world with heavily painted eyes, walking seductively on their immensely long legs, enjoying the moment of superiority, because feminity has limited term of expiry, and if you are young sexy woman once, you need to use your time well, to gather resources, use opportunities…

But there can be only one Queen, even here, between all that immense beauty: and many VIPs came here just to see her today, having various intentions with her, except of admiring her.

There are rumors in the Czech VIP social circles, that one of the fashion models in current Czechoslovak Models’ portfolio is something very unique: not only in terms of feminity and beauty, but that she also “has that thing”, making her more than suitable for real international fashion modeling career, able to become a new globally recognized and admired supermodel, maybe even surpassing previous Czech famous bitches, who managed to touch the world fashion stars, like Eva Herzigova, Karolina Kurkova or Tatana Kucharova.

And the CM management knows about qualities of this girl well: not only the new official “paper” owner Vaclav Dejcmar, a mysterious Czech businessman, and the real covert owner, Valentin Zhukovskij, a Russian business tycoon and a billionaire, but also the main CM’s executive, former fashion model herself, Katerina Motovska, nowadays just a VIP widow, and yet later, choosing the most unexpected career path.

It’s an intricate, ingenious test for a new potential Queen, how she is able to sustain the overwhelming, even crushing pressure, when becoming isolated and exposed, when she will have to face envy, jealousy and anger of her fashion model colleagues, when she is taken to the dais, humiliating them, leaving them behind: so, in one moment of the show, the catwalk is cleared from all other bitches, and the music changes, raising suspense and utmost expectation, that the main star of the evening is just approaching, and you need to see it, you need to be there, to experience it…

All what you expected is be greatly surpassed, when she materializes in front of you, being apparently so close, and still so far away, because she is a Queen, inaccessible, distant, not available, she lives in the stars, unlike you, fool, who is condemned to walk on the firm but lowly ground, because it’s your destiny, your curse…

But God chose exactly her for very special tasks, allowing her to shine, to lead, even to change the world… He gave her many gifts, which are to be used to fulfill His own master plan, as He is known as the Best of All Planners, and in the process, if she will be a good servant of Him, maybe she will be rewarded, in many senses…

Under everlasting shining smile of her mouth with seducing lips and perfect white teeth, you don’t see all the effort, all the sweat, all that countless hours, days, months, even years of preparation for these moments, when she worked so hard, to become a beauty professional…

But there is more about her, than her physical side… she has many special qualities, which will allow her to make it much farther, than any other woman in the world history… the world will be shaken by her presence, she is indeed an ambassador of God, an angel and a bitch combined together, because feminity, it’s not about purity and innocence, it’s about deception, and victory, using any means necessary, stabbing enemies from behind, whereas you smile at them cordially, promising them eternal love, affection and submission…

This life, this world, this is all just a game, and you create your own world, just with your thoughts… but the God is the only one entity, which really sets your destiny, influences your fate.

Maybe you feel free, maybe you think, that you have options, freedom of choices, as you like… but the truth is, that all humans are creations of God, so they are fully submitted to Him, and there is nothing and nobody, able to change that… and anything you achieve, anything you become, anything you have, anything you lose, anything happens to you, it’s only with permission of God.

And those, who worship God, those, who succeed in his many tests and trials… they will make it farthest, but they will also have to struggle with isolation and loneliness, because closer you get to the stars, more solitude you will experience, and no other fools will be able to understand, what you live, they will envy and reject you, as you are too much different from them losers, nobody will be able to help you…

Except God, and higher you climb, more safety nets you leave behind, more risks you take, more you succumb to your obsession to reach the stars, more you will discover Him, and more you will love Him, asking Him for help and blessing on your demanding path, so all your foolish big dreams, how to liberate yourself from mediocrity, can be fulfilled.

And she, like any girl, like any woman, like any person… she has dreams, but unlike you, weak fools, she is really pursuing them, working hard daily, to reach the stars, to become real VIP elite, which you will watch on the pages of glossy fashion of social magazines, jealous, wishing to be her, if you are a woman, or her lover, if you are a man…

Today, she is still relatively nobody, and except the small Czech fashion modeling world, her name is hardly publicly known… but this can change very soon, and very easily, because of the power of the mass media, and she can make very powerful VIP friends easily, who will be willing to back her further career and expansion in many senses…

She just needed several years, to be ready for the big steps ahead, but now, she is at the right place, at the right moment, many VIP eyes are watching her, many men, present here today, are succumbing to sweet imagination, how it would feel, to possess this ultimately noble doe, at least to be close to her, paying for her success with money, helping her, enjoying her gratitude, if such thing even exists in the deceptive female world…

Surely they simply want to fuck her, but they understand, that such luxurious bitch will cost them… and they know, that the best things are worth of any price.

They have millions in their disposal… why shouldn’t they use the money for some good purpose, helping some talented girl, to feel like winners themselves, when she will actually make it to the stars, God willing?

Indeed, this investiment can be a perfect business in all senses: you give something to her, and she will give a lot of good feelings back to you, in many years to come, maybe until the end of your days… maybe not her sexy body, her pussy, but you will know, that you did something good and right… you were an insider, connected to her somehow, you were a part of her path to success, you were her secret…

And if things will go wrong, and suddenly, the public favor will turn against her?

You should be that knight, defending her, not expecting her thanks and gratitude, you should do it without any expectations and ambitions, if you are real VIP man, who doesn’t allow other bitches to set your destiny, to influence your thoughts and decisions… you should stand behind her at all times, regardless what corrupted tabloid media, full of poisonous slanders, will write about her one day… if you are real man, like those, present here today.

Like this handsome man in his late thirties, called David Cohen, an executive from Bezeq International, an Israeli multinational TELCO company… or Miroslav Simunek, a famous Czech actor, perceived even as a Czech male sex-symbol… or Josef Polasek, who inherited vast family property, becoming allegedly the richest man of the whole Czechia… or Jiri Mach, an older Czech billionaire, a proud owner of a red Ferrari 458 Spider, who made his big success in business with cute, innocent yellow chickens: feeding them with steroids and hormones, to grow quickly, raising them, taking care of them, and then selling them into hamburgers, schnitzels and baguettes of hungry Czech and German fools, who love the healthy, low-fat, soft and delicious chicken meat, never satiating their desire for this tasty miracle…

All those VIP men approach the leading fashion model, when the show is over, and all fashion models are gathering at an adjacent VIP bar, to have a deserved drink after the demanding show, to relax, but also, to be seen and noticed by the present celebrities, and particularly, sniffing tabloid media, like Heavy Slander magazine, who has the most qualified deputy present here today, the chief reporter Pavel Novotny himself…

“You were simply great, my dear… indeed, a great show it was!” Jiri Mach says with great respect, when giving her a rich bouquet of beautiful, expensive flowers. He is almost seventy years already, he should be retired, enjoying his money somewhere at the Carribean… but business is simply his life, with that poor chickens… and he enjoys company of the most beautiful women, because the young, hungry, needy bitches can be bought very cheaply.

And even this particular elite fashion model, like any female, is highly touched, when she gets fresh flowers, so she kisses Jiri Mach on both cheeks passionately, like if they would be good friends… it’s a gesture of apparent affection, directed rather at VIP bystanders, to show, how good social, business, economic and political connections she has, who support her, even defend her, if necessary…

But also, this single kiss can repay thousand times, and in hard currency, because once you raise the feeling in that VIP man, that you are an innocent “daughter” of him, respecting him as her mighty “father”, he will do just anything for you, you will own him, control him… this is the classic bitch game, which changed history many times, which made Queens from poor Cinderellas.

“Thank you,” she replies with sweetest smile, watching the man with her beautiful brown eyes, almost scanning him… she doesn’t know, what is his name, and she doesn’t care, at least for now: his value is measured merely by the resources he controls, which he can share with her.

Surely he uses the chance to introduce himself too… and when she hears, that he is an entrepreneur in the special chicken meat business, she becomes highly attentive, even disturbed inside her, although she has a permanent merry friendly smile on her lips, as fashion models are trained to suppress their emotions, to be always positive and shining…

The reason is, that just several days ago, she had this very strange dream, and there was cute yellow chickens… she didn’t understand the dream, its exact meaning, what it symbolized, so she was thinking about it quite a lot, trying to solve this mystery…

Even approaching a spiritual advisor, a female tarot card reader, which she barely knew, meeting her incidentally at Cafe-Cafe, an upscale Prague’s venue for VIPs and celebrities, asking her, to provide an explanation, because women incline to be superstitious, believing in supernatural powers, magic and even witchcraft, instead of cold, stoic, rational mind, instead of relying purely on facts and science.

The oracle’s name was Petronela Lorencova, and tarot readings were rather a hobby for her in that time, as her immense spiritual powers weren’t fully awoken yet… Petronela explained to her potential “client” honestly, that she is not a professional psychic, she is just another young female corporate rat, just with a special hobby… but the model girl, shining and impressive, insisted, even offering money, which the oracle rejected.

“All right,” Petronela agreed then, and reached for her tarot cards, which she was carrying in her handbag, playing with them often, just to pass the time.

“Choose one,” the amateur magician offered the deck to the girl.

The elite fashion model was watching the cards with strong doubts in her mind… should mere pieces of paper with strange pictures provide some good, exact answers for her? Should she believe in this questionable prophecy?

Anyway, after careful consideration, she chose one card.

“The Chariot,” the oracle revealed, showing her a very powerful imagery of the card: a Formula One race car, and a safety helmet, where a regular pattern of white and black squares could be observed, meaning either well known Formula One flag, informing the drivers about the last lap or reaching the finishing line, or spiritual content, like combining white and black essences of life together.

“Big things will happen with you, and very soon,” Petronela said after short thinking, taking time, not rushing, to let the card speak properly. “But be careful: the speed will be overwhelming, even dangerous… what you wanted, it all can become reality… but there can be a high, even ultimate price to pay, even absolute one.”

“I knew it!” the fashion model said with utmost satisfaction. “In September, there wil be a critical event of my life… but what do all that chickens mean?”

“Sorry, I am really just an amateur in tarot,” Petronela apologized. “It can mean many things: chicken, it’s innocent animal, used by humans… cultivated at first, fed, but misused and killed later… its life is only in the interest of later death, so it can become a meat… it’s a matter of cold calculation and ruthlessness…

But the chicken doesn’t know, what plans the masterminds have with it, so it’s merry and happy, enjoying life, attention and care… or maybe you will meet someone, who has domestic animals, some farm… maybe this person could become somehow important for you… who knows…. but as I said, be careful… if there is a fast car, there should be a protective helmet too.”

And now, miraculously, this strange prediction is fully materialized, as Jiri Mach is that big businessman in chickens… indeed, isn’t this dream a clear sign, that the fashion model should pay more attention to him? Not to be that arrogant Queen, who ignores, and leaves, letting him to pursue her, making her mad into her?

When he offers her a ride in his Ferrari, the fashion model immediately remembers the Chariot card… there is also a speedy car depicted, a sport car, that Formula One…

The oracle warned her, that such ride can be highly exciting, but also dangerous, and when the girl sees the red car closely, laying so low on the ground, aggressive at first sight… she hesitates, because she knows well, that the fool will want to demonstrate its possibilities and performance on the road… and such adventure could be unsafe.

The careful female part inside her recommends not to do it, she even feels fear inside her… fear of death, losing conscience, when this dream of life will end prematurely, and it will be your wrong decision, causing that… not some fool driver aqnd his mistake… only God, and you.

But she doesn’t believe in God… who can protect her, then?

She knows, what is right, that she should reject, also, not to look as a cheap B-class bitch, which is impressed by some dumb Ferrari… but some demon inside her, who wants her to push the boundaries, to overcome her fear, so she can be more efffective tool of God, seduces her to accept the invitation.

She feels, how all the people around are watching her, when she inserts her slim body on passenger’s seat… like if it would be the last time, when she was seen, ever, because she will never return from this fateful ride… but doesn’t she plan to escape from all these average fools anyway? Leaving them behind forever, taking The Chariot?

And the interior of the car is the most seducing, stylish, the girl is also very inclined to luxury, material things, best fashion brands, shiny trinkets… her desire for these values is even stronger, than any fear.

When the powerful 4.5 liter engine starts roaring, she feels, that a beast was awoken… but she is riding on this beast, and this Chariot can take her somewhere very far, the powerful man behind the wheel can be very useful…

Just few seconds pass, and the car gains an overwhelming speed… like in some mad movie, the trees and houses around the girl are losing their shapes, and all the world becomes just a delusion… only the supersport Italian car remains, The Chariot of this fashion model…

“Two hundred kilometers in an hour,” the driver reports with satisfaction, but the girl is not able to perceive the world with rational mind anymore… she just lives this dream.

“Two hundred fifty,” she hears a distant voice, just when The Chariot approaches the horizon… what will be behind it? A land of fulfilled dreams, where she will find her happiness… or even destiny?

Indeed, it’s a high risk from the driver, not to lower the speed, when he has only limited visibility in front of him, not able to see the upcoming parf of road in advance, to notice possible obstacles… but this is The Chariot, its all about risk and speed, and overcoming or ignoring the fear, beliveving, that you are the lucky one, the blessed one, and you will never go down from the stars…

The girl maybe wants to say something, to warn the driver, because any female has this special instinct, this sixth sense, feeling a possible danger through extra-sensory way…

But this is The Chariot, and she is just a passenger…

It’s indeed risky, to drive such extremely powerful “supersport”, which has much different behavior, than a normal car, not speaking about behavior at such extreme speeds… but the driver wants to impress the bitch beside him, it’s the madness and obsession of foolish cursed men, who use The Chariots as tools for acquring transient female respect and affection…

So, on the top of the slight ascent, in the speed of almost two hundred and seventy kilometers in an hour, the wide wheels of The Ferrari Chariot lose contact with the road, and the car becomes airborne, getting absolutely out of control…

Such is The Chariot, you can’t drive it, control it, you can just ride it, use its immense power, to get, where your ego desires to go, to fulfill your big bold plans, to escape from boring life of a loser… you wanted a big move forward and a rapid change, you wanted madness, you wanted the life to become intensive, after all that years of boredom and feeling, that you lose time and youth…

But are you ready to pay the price?

The driver and the girl notice something unusual on the road in front of them… it looks like a mere colorful stain in distance, but in this brutal speed, its real nature is revealed quickly…

A wild goose, accompained by her little children, the cute baby geese, six of them, walking behind their mother obediently, following her, trusting her, that she can lead them to safety, to assure their survival, to make it to adulthood, becoming big geese, like her, so the circle of life and nature can continue…

Jiri Mach is an experienced driver, and he knows the basic rule: in a case of such encounter with animals on the road, particularly deers and rabbits, you need to resist your urge to turn the wheel, to make an evasive maneuver… because if you would change the direction rapidly, the car would lose stability, wheels would lose proper traction, falling into slide, getting out of the road, with possibly fatal consequences… it would be foolish to get killed, because of some worthless animal, much lower in the food chain, than you…!

But the girl’s mind and body is ruled by The Moon, she sees the world the different way… she is not rational, rather instinctive, sensitive, succumbing to emotions and feelings… and such feature can have also serious consequences, in a critical situation, like this…

With her special perception, she sees only that animal mother and her children, forgetting about her own life, all the worldly shit, philosophy, judgement, theory… like if the motherhood would have a magical power over her.

Saying nothing, without any doubting, she simply catches the driving wheel, moving it to the right, not to ram the cute, innocent marching geese.

“Warning,” an artifical, cold and distant, but loud female voice can be heard from the car speakers, interrupting the music ruthlessly, and all lights on the dashboard start flashing red, informing the driver, that an emergency situation just emerged.

In the instant, all the model’s world gets upside down, as even all the integrated safety and stabilizing electronic systems are not able to keep the car on the road anymore…

The vehicle starts rolling swiftly, it flies maybe fifty meters, being hit by the ground the first time then, the metal collapses, the windows break, fragments of security glass start flying everywhere, small charges explode, model’s body and face are hit with several safety airbags, and more violent hits of the ground follow…

Such is The Chariot, when things go wrong…

Her blood stream is full of adrenaline, as her body tries to defend to impacts, to minimize the damage to internal organs and bones…

It lasts eternity, before the badly damaged car stops moving, remaining lying on the roof, a poor remnant of its past impressive beauty and generous price tag, in the middle of a wheat field, some hundred meters from the road…

It’s a miracle, that she is still alive, still conscious… she needs to get out, but the car’s interior got horribly deformed, it was cramped even before, and now, it’s rather a tight coffin.

Too soon to celebrate, that she survived, because a strange smell can be felt inside… the fuel leaks from the ruptured tank, and only a spark can be enough, to create fire.

She struggles, as she can, to release the tightened seatbelt, but such thing is hardly possible, under these cramped conditions… only now she is really scared, realizing, that she can be burned alive.

It takes few seconds, before her nightmare materializes, and the hot flames can be felt near.

“You dumb bitch!” she hears an angry male voice. “This is all because of you… I made it almost to the retirement… I survived several assassination and kidnapping attempts… Chechen racketeers… Russian mafia… corrupted officials and evil policemen… but you took my luck away… you exchanged our lives, our dreams and our hopes for some dumb geese?

You idiot! So we will die here together now…”

Jiri Mach is lying close to her, what remains from him, bleeding from many serious wounds, but she doesn’t care about him, because in moments like these, you only think about your own survival, you are selfish, like never before…. because you remember the first law of nature: it’s either you… or them!

She already feels the heat of fire on her beautiful face, and her body is still stuck in debris.

If someone would come for help! But there is no one coming, no noble brave Prince on a white horse, as the destroyed, deformed car is not visible from the road now, it’s hidden in the vast field of tall wheat plants.

She need to help herself… or who else can help her now? Is there anyone, at all?

And she remembers God in that moment.

She was never a religious person, but in such moment of utmost stress… indeed, many fools remember God.

“God… please… help me…” she says silently.

But He still doesn’t respond, whereas she can feel scary flames everywhere around her already.

“Please, God… I know I was so selfish, living only for myself… I did many bad things… what should I do, to rectify it, to deserve your help and mercy?”

And God always listens.

 (from “Heavy Slander”, the paramount Czech tabloid magazine)

“Today, just after the Blanka Matragi’s high profile fashion show, a serious VIP car accident happened, when Jiri Mach, a chicken billionaire, invited the most beautiful of the fashion models for a ride, but he strongly overestimated his driving skills, it seems, and his red Ferrari ended in a field, completely destroyed… it was not his first road accident, but certainly the most serious, as only a wreck remained from his F458 supersport…

Miraculously, there was no loss of life, as the damaged car, which even caught fire, whereas both occupants were still trapped inside, was noticed by members of a Special Forces unit of the Czech Army, participating in a secret military training excercise in a nearby forest, and these elite soldiers rushed in, to provide assistance…

Risking their own lives, the soldiers managed to rescue both passengers from the wreck just in time, taking them to safety before the following explosion of fuel, and whereas Mach’s injuries were quite serious, the female occupant survived only with few minor lacerations, so her beauty is fully preserved for her next modeling career.

“It was a miracle of God,” some bystanders from a nearby Lhota village comment the scene, when seeing the burned wreck, horribly deformed, like if hit by a giant fist, whereas the Czech Army used this good Public Relations opportunity to emphasize, how important is the Czech Military for safety, protection, support and welfare of the Czech citizens, not only fighting and crushing terrorists, also helping during natural disasters and accidents.

“The Czech Army is always ready, to provide effective assistance to any citizen in need, regardless if VIP or not, man or woman,” the spokesman of the Czech Army stated, revealing, that one of the soldiers, who contributed to the dangerous rescue the most, will be suggested for a medal and promotion.

Jiri Mach, still lying at intensive medical care of a military hospital at Prague-Stresovice, where he was transported with a military Mil Mi-24 assault helicopter, promised to repay to his saviors in green camouflage fabric with a fat paycheck, so the soldiers can get better equipment, as the Czech defense budget is tight, as they informed Mach during the transport, to keep him awake and not falling into coma.

“This shameful matter needs to be rectified… those heroic soldiers deserve the best, to be able to fulfill all their demanding tasks, be it here, or in the mountains of Afghanistan, or deserts of Iraq, fighting those dangerous terrorists, protecting our safety and way of life,” Jiri Mach commented the issue, asking the Minister of Defence for a private meeting, where options of mutual cooperation and financial support could be discussed.

The female fashion model refused to talk to us, as she is known to be secretive and mysterious… her name is Marketa Korinkova, 24 years old, who is going to graduate at the Charles University soon, as we were able to find out, and she enjoys high reputation in the fashion modeling realm, many experts even predict shining international modeling career for her.

And this vision could become a reality very soon, as there are rumors in the Czech fashion and “Golden Youth” circles, that Marketa will represent the Czech Republic at a very critical international beauty contest, taking place in Riccione, Italy, in September 2012. If succeeding there, she could even surpass Tatana Kucharova, Miss World 2006, she could become a new shining representative of reputated Czech supermodels…

Marketa, we wish you quick and full recovery, and much luck in Italy, so you can bring some so much needed fame for the Czech flag!”

Pavel Novotny, Chief Reporter
April 18, 2012

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