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Sunday, June 18, 2006

He - Part 1

He felt certain. He feels his certainty is eternal. He had never been more sure of it. All his doubts were swept aside by his Hope. His improbable but possible fantasy. He knew he should extinguish every little bit of hope but he did not want to.

He hid his thoughts in a maze of facades. He slipped away. Mentally detached yet physically connected to the world. He felt the constant need to disappear but lacked courage. He had fallen again. This time, he wasn't sure if he wanted to get up from that pit.

He tried to work out answers, the way he always did. Logically. But the situation was irrational. There might not be a reason. There might be no logic. It might be random. The lack of an answer left him with Hope. The kind of Hope that keeps a person going. The kind of Hope that drives someone to change. Ah yes.. Change. But change into what?

People he met asked him to change. But he paid no heed for what they requested of him was not a change in heart, mind or soul, but rather a change in body. A change in physical appearance.

The more people he met, the more events he witnessed, the more he lost faith in the human race. What was happening? What ever happened to morals, compassion, purity? Why was the world he had come to know so different from what he expected?

He wanted to be a hero, to make the difference. He tried to be a hero for a while. He started with people he knew but was misunderstood. Then tried with people he didn't know. But it was difficult. He had the will, but could only pray for guidance for he did not know if he had the ability to help.

Through it all, Hope kept him going. That was it. Hope and God.

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