The Infinite Soul

Love would send him off that cliff and plunging to his endless stop. For love, in absence – why then live? Best to die with a graceful drop. The films, they told him to believe, smirking as they left him cursed. No longer could he be that naive. It’s all an act. It’s all rehearsed. From where he stood on towers top, with city spread below his feet, he saw the flow, which cannot stop, of corpses…

This story will start like all stories should. A boy and a girl. A table, some food. But before we begin we must go back some more. The story: untold, never heard yet before. If one should trace back their lives pre-combined, you’ll find that they met in pre-primary school. She wore a small dress of bright yellow colours. He was a mess; busy fighting with others. She listened to teachers. He, not…

When I was little, my father told me that the very first program he wrote was titled “Hello World”. (Actually, when I was younger is a better fit. I was never very little.) It was only years later, in high school,  that I got the opportunity to write my own piece of “Hello World” code. I remember that I liked it. The concept, I mean. It’s an introduction to an unknown world. Which is why I have…