Log in to see images!Once upon a time…

I mean…Okay. You know those stories, where the Narrator is all happy and says “Once upon a time..”?

Well, this story is kind of like that. the whole….Once upon a time bit.

So. Once upon a time…

There was this man.

This guy.

That guy….He had plans. Dreams. Hopes.

He knew he would do something great with his life and to discover the meaning of what that could possibly mean, That guy went on a journey.

A Journey of Hopes, Of Dreams, of Self Realization and redemption. Of love and of all things that are good and happy.

There was also something especially special about that guy.

The world was dependent on his journey, of Hopes, Of Dreams, of Self Realization and Redemption. Of love and of all things that are good and happy.

Why you ask?

Why did the world need to rely on one man.

Here is the good part.

The reason why, the world would end up depending on this man was this.

That guy. The one who would save the world? He knew he would do something great. and so did the world.

So he went on his little journey.

He walked, and ran. He jumped and swam. He also once tried flying but it didn’t work out so well.

So he went on his journey of Hopes, Of Dreams, of Self Realization and redemption. Of love and of all things that are good and happy.

and then He returned.

That guy returned and he knew what he would do.

It was a secret though. That he had learned on his journey of Hopes, Of Dreams, of Self Realization and redemption. Of love and of all things that are good and happy.

That is not the good part though.

THIS is the good part.

That guy knew what to do, He could solve his countries problems. He could solve every man, woman, and childs problems.

He knew how to become smarter, rid the world of famine, and pain and suffering and Disease.

That guy could save the world. He could have so easily. He almost did once to.

Sadly though, the story isn’t about that.

It isn’t about how that one man could solve his countries problems, or anyone else’s problems.

How he could become smarter, Give food to everyone, stop everyone’s pain, everyone’s sicknesses, everyone’s hurt.

This is not a story about how he could have made life wonderful,h ow everyone could have gotten along, and been happy.

No more Wars or Famine or Disease, or Anger.

No see, the good part is this right here. He was afraid because he knew life would become boring. Maybe not for everyone else but that this was indeed his peak.

So, That secret he had discovered.

The one about Hopes, and Of Dreams, of Self Realization and redemption. Of love and of all things that are good and happy.

He walked and walked, and walked about one more mile after that.

When he got to wherever he went and one mile, he wrote down the secret.

He may have buried, or burned it, or let it drift away hoping that someone more noble then he would find it and take the weight of making the world a better place.

That guy though, went home.

and he fell in love with a beautiful girl.

They settled down and had a normal life.

He would work, and she would work.

Eventually they had children and they grew up, and had children of there own. It was a happy family, and no trouble was to great for them to overcome.

and he never ever spoke of the secrets he had found.

He lived 70 years after that day, and died a happy old man with his wife, many-a friend, and plenty of children and grandchildren to satisfy any desires.

The world continued on, in strife, Begging for a hero,one who never came.

Others attempted to go on the same journey he made,

The journey. His journey, of Hopes, Of Dreams, of Self Realization and Redemption. Of love and of all things that are good and happy.

They all failed, and any memory of this pbumed opportunity faded away into myth.

and…

Oh…

uhm…

There was a point to this story, but I’ve…

Well, I think I’ve forgot it.