Honestly, it was not more of a dream the way I got to show off how I could get back to these people. Indeed, being more than other is not what I sought. To be alive is to suffer and you should look for a purpose to live for… but not really. Eventually, I understood that for me it was more of a new life to enjoy in the greatness of understanding between struggle and peace… I was more of a line in tridimensional inconsequential reality of fractals to show up when needed.
Lyra: Karl. I know your parents named you after Karl Marx because of what they saw in you… but they were wrong: they never saw you. Instead, they saw aa shadow of who you were in order to fulfil their selfish desires. I mean, the more these people ignore true knowledge, the more they become subjective the way they observe thing. They do not actually like reading books. It is like they need to observe a congruent line with what they believe to be true so they can accept whatever or whoever is in front of them. Absolutely, you are right! We need to change this world for good! I need to get what they regard as evil and good… but what are you crying. AHH!!! Tell me. You are so good!
Karl: Sniff…sniff…sniff… rah… I just feel the way how tears fall from the sky in which we get to see the uselessness of everything they teach in the school system…I get to see how lonely I have become, which makes me lack a lot of what I already thought I had: my love for humanity… in general, I would just think that my efforts to make reality a treasure for them to connect them to the logos. To be honest, I do not see how someone could ever notice us…mother and father abandoned me despite my good grades.
Karl got to use the speed force and then got to the top of the mount Everest on which he got to see the case of what we would do for us to be alive in the presence of what could be true… he really wanted to see that woman. Honestly, it was cold to see him that way, but he was using the heart of Qiurem to keep his body alive… I did not fucking know he could manifest it that way to keep himself alive. The most common thing he could have done was to persevere in the field of battle in which regards to his loneliness between his shadow and his previous self in which he was alert to everything he could have done for the sake of his own life…. He could barely see any animal until he found a squash that he used to complete a tower that he built after getting to the place in a speed record. For it was good for him to do something unique. That is why he create a place full of dryads and sirens in the pools for him to sleep around them.
Sometime later, he got up and went away to see around the world, crossing every sea visible to the human eye so he could actually get what he needed in regard to his ability to be insurmountable and glorious on the top where everything would feel wholeness and nothingness at the same time. For he was unique for the most of the time…. I needed to see it. He was shining every he would pass from one country to another country. What's more is that he would take a photo of himself in every country, the most popular argument of life may not be afraid of traveling, but not to live in trouble according to what I had already seen on the surface of the main reality. Honestly, I could not withstand the chance of someone like him, getting a girlfriend least I want commit an intergalactic crime in the space time continuum for the new order of the life in the universe. I mean, that is another note for another story.