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I don’t know where I’m going. I only know I felt a call. Not an out loud voice, not a vision in the clouds, nothing with any drama. More of a knot in my stomach. A duty. A resolution of course. The world has changed since I started out. I can’t even remember how long it’s 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 that’s how all the great disasters begin. Innocuously. It was never intended to be a movement of evil. I don’t know if I can stop it. I don’t know if I can do anything. But that knot in my stomach, it tells me there is purpose in my journey. I don’t know what that purpose may or may not be. I guess when the journey ends, I’ll know. But for now, I walk on—alone—in faith. |