From the Book: Mosaic Run (chapter 14-"denouement") written By, Bryan Jamora
This is my hunger on what i did not learned and conceived. In my prayers i always I thought i was heared, that in an engagement of solitude and the moment of condemnation there would i see an instant cluster of revival of my soul. On the days that I was stilled and not able to talk a single phrase, i was just listening to every conversation of foolish humans as if i did know what nerves that connect its vitals parts that speak the way they mean a thing. My brain was under sieged by deception, and drink its wine that offers good life and destructive soul. I did drink but not got drunk. As though my eyes keep blinking, I'd stared every height I'd always wanted to climb up, but my hunger corrupts my wisdom to get through, when they told me not to make a single move. They continue to talk, and feed me just i wanted to be filled with. But with so much words in their mouth that sometimes collide with condemnation, deception and betrayal, my faith to divine has finally gone, and the grim of intuits was uncovered and there i see my understanding the rotten fruit i ate, such venomous sin intoxicated my being. I finally see the setting of this world. People keep on sinking and others were drowned, and never shall it back again and be redeemed by a sinners hand. People were deceived by their words itself as they speak for life the more they push to death. I have eaten the fruit, that's what i always know that my knowledge had subdued not to its limits to discover what shall the divine had for us, but instead of the sick mystery we ever felt that no human could disagree because its all written there, and must have to believe by humanity. The destruction is surely near, just as it started when you have eaten the rotten fruit. When you had took refuse, that seemed you are not responsible for the bite but instead a deep malice in your thought that reminds you that only you were tempted, its was not so. A big mistake that leads you to further instruction of life that only misfortune awaits. It wasn't accident as you believe, but not what you are trying to reason that you are only human with constant exception and to inherit the sin. And asking who's responsible for that blame? The blame may be too complicated but you have now the knowledge whether you stay on your stand or to deviate according to what you have learned and proven. Then you go back reading the instructions as if you were confuse the creation of mankind, but then you'll see how much depression we have in the future, the slaves that had put to death... who saved them but their own blood unconscious of having the right to live instead of treated fairly human being. The power has begin to rise, but we don't see them around us devouring our very soul. The history has clearly speak to me, a chaotic world that is yet to come is not an incident. It was created by a mind of whom had conceived the power, that no one could oppose. To whom we put our trust, now that the truth has finally arrived, as it started from a well crafted creation who deceived human thought. To whom we put the blame? Nevertheless, there would always an instance and a proof of reason and testimony herein. One, though we choose not to live nor to die but we have the two, live and then die. Two, though we have the options seeking for the real truth but religions were there to confuse us. Three, having no group a such, only show us that we have lose our integrity with the divine challenge that put us in a lose challenge, offering us the prize of eternity. There were two destinations set before us, it was then created as if the knowledge of creation had gone to a deep contemplation. But how can we learn that the use of prediction has been set and no one could change. We have to grab every lesson we might have to be taught but the promises are only true to the one who pays at an expensive amount. "I have eaten the fruit". A disgusting phrase and meaningless words but shall it would be spoken for when you have eaten the fruit, there your eyes have seen the scale, weighing the good and evil. How much do we know, for it had so much to convey? The knowledge of everything could kill and your bloodshed in it would be more than just a gold and diamonds that would place them into fame. The way you obey the words, might just so bare and bold and it would ignite your bones and give fantasy of pretending you were there talk to someone who disgrace you and put you to shame. I mean, we used to hear good news that would really make us fly and even touch almost heaven. But knowing truth had never sets freedom but instead chained humanity in debt and trouble. The truth was either good and bad, but humanity holds the scale to manipulate what they know true and could preserve their lives according to what they believe. I know it pays blood when truth strikes with so much pain. The taste of rotten fruit has made my tongue numb. I would really say that way, though as if I never eat it again. But if you're too curious, be conscious about what almost everybody believe because you have the right to justify, from the beginning you should start, and then just right before you utter what is written don't be afraid that you might have spoken, the delight of evil minds that surely inside, and visibly you could see the hands that had created it. BECAUSE ME, I ATE THE FRUIT. MY DENOUEMENT.
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