He was there
from the very beginning, an integral part to mankind. He was not a man, nor was
he a god. He was an entity that did nothing but exist.
He was there
when Rome fell and also there when World War II happened. He watched from the
sidelines as mankind thrived, killed and mated.
He was
beauty, he was ugliness, he was death and he was life. He was there behind
every success and every failure to achieve. He gave hope, he took dashed hopes
and made them whole. He was an artist and the mind was his canvas. It was
because he existed that humans dared to think, to create and to make so many
things happen.
He was
Anansi's creation. He was there in the minds of children and adults alike. He
was there in every artist seeking to create a masterpiece, he was behind the
scientist trying to cure cancer, he inspired the schoolboy to become an
engineer.
He was Dream
and he existed in the mind of every man who dared.
The Bilge Master
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