What Follows Here

The story of one man's life could hardly be contained in volumes of the thinnest pages covered in the finest print. What some be an "episode" or trivial trial of inconsiderable consequence could be transformed into an epic best seller if only left in the hands of the gifted author or artist. What has been indisputably designated as classic literature contains nothing great or heroic, aspiring men to new heights and new destinations; rather, such novels manage to capture the emotions and interest of men by describing what is already known by the society: life is what it is. Life ends not with both of them walking free and living out the rest of their lives in prosperity, but one man stays behind to lose his head while the other escapes his tragic end. Life does not end in true love, but by two lovers lying next to each other in a crypt, the blood of both running across the floor. Life does not give us a fair a even playing field, it is far too prone to follow the weaknesses, prejudices, and shortcomings of man, consciously condemning the innocent in place of the guilty based on no other evidence than the color of the skin. This is life. This is what has stood out to man throughout decades and centuries as some of the greatest stories ever told. What follows here holds no promise of accompanying such works, but the story told will be none different: Life as it truly is.