My mind seems to fixate only on the idea of duality.
Everywhere I look, the two sides of each situation scream at me with an endless, echoing agony. I see it, not just in my dear London; I see it across the world, in places where peace and tranquility once were. Even America finds itself in a battle, a war possibly, between two distinct natures and beliefs. One side wanting freedom for all peoples, regardless of race or social status. The other wanting to keep their fellow-men in cages. Chained down to a fate worse than death.
Perhaps it is the curse of all men in study to take notice of things only important to them. I wonder if my research and studies have led me to this hyper-awareness? I wonder if I will ever be able to take these spectacles off? I wonder if my view will forever be changed? Perhaps Victor suffers the same fate. I haven’t written to him in weeks. Last I heard he was on the cusp of his great experiment. I hope he is well. He spends his ever waking moment working. Day in and day out he works and works; never reaching out to his colleagues, friends or family.
I do hope he’s alright. At any rate, my experiments have proven to be more and more fruitful. I think the day is not far off when I shall finally test my theories... to finally change mankind for the better... may God speed me in my pursuit.
(Entry belonging to the Journal of Dr. Henry Jekyll, compiled and turned into the McFeely Foundation by his solicitor and friend Mr. John Gabriel Utterson.)