I continue to chip away at the block of granite, revealing the masterpiece within. It was always there, it just needs releasing from its cage. The thoughts continue to manifest into the pages and I continue my work; a scribe hunched over in darkness and in light, forever working on a seemingly endless story. The last words of the last book are completed as are the first words of the first the book, it’s just the endless work in between that I must slave on that is proving to be both a joy and a curse. Whilst I desire instant gratification and completion, I know that this work will only hold merit in the eyes of mortals and gods if I toil at it for many more years. There is hope however, my conviction in my work and writings grows and as the story is perfected I grow ever more certain of what I am doing. A psychotic vision born out of a dark time paradoxically brings me hope and fulfilment in the present and may it bring redemption and salvation in the future. I carry the weight of my own mortality upon my shoulders like the god Atlas lifting the globe. I know that mortality and death is no certainty despite being highly probable. Many believe that death is a certainty. The sheep cannot be blamed for such ignorance for they are oblivious to the knowledge that technology aided by artificial intelligence can and may grant humanity immortality this century and in decades we will see cybernetic individuals transplanting their organic brains into synthetic bodies. (Barring catastrophic setbacks and extinction immortality within this century is highly probable.) I write so that if I fail to achieve my distant goal of biological immortality, then at least a part of me can survive. I know that every man and woman who has ever lived has a left an imprint on this universe. As time marches on and the empires of our ancestors crumble and civilisations come and go like castles of sand against a changing tide, their stories and legends will be their legacy. Even a grain of sand disrupts an ocean even if its’ imprint is minuscule that ocean has forever been altered. #thetrilogyiscoming #sciencefictionbooks #amwritingfiction #amwriting #writingcommunity https://www.instagram.com/p/B-212Aqp-9s/?igshid=8jghu8sxe3nz