I donÕt know where IÕm going. I only know I felt a call. A duty. A resolution of course.
The world has changed since I started out. I canÕt even remember how long itÕs been, or sometimes, what it was like before I did. Or before It happened. All I know is what I see around me all the time, everywhere, constantly.
The Noise.
It started too long ago to remember and too innocently to even trigger an alarm. I suppose thatÕs how all the great disasters begin. Innocuously. It was never intended to be a movement of evil.
I donÕt know if I can stop it. I donÕt know if I can do anything. But that knot in my stomach, it tells me there is purpose in my journey. I donÕt know what that purpose may or may not be. I guess when the journey ends, IÕll know. But for now, I walk onÑaloneÑin faith.