I’m Jacob Thomas

This is a tribute  to a meliorist who found himself in the unfathomed depths of
his deep desire  for serenity and peace in his very own “Dystopia” .Well if i am looking for a
element of pathos for this crusader then at the end of this article i
can be sure that my qualitites of a fellow human being are stretched to the maximum.

Yes ,this noble-minded person had the courtesy to start a deputation where human instincts
are given values.He was confided to look after himself on this earth . God gave him full
authority over the rest of the living beings when he planted the seeds of  anger,lie,and deceit in himself.
Why?..A question of due importance..Anyway here,I will try to unravel some of the attributes of this
only surviving hominid…With a brain volume of nearly 1400 cc (What’s in there?) and a being
distinguished from other living beings by its superordinate intelligence,upright posture.

He thinks there is hope even in the desperate of situations.He clings to his life trying to avoid what fate decides.
The element of selfishness is always ready to emerge from him.He neglects what others say about him.
He laughs upon his fellow beings and finally finds himself diminished to the level of a bug.Why..?Why doesn’t he realize
how stupid his deeds are.?Why doesn’t he come back to his  well being .Why does he hestitate to live a good life..?
Why does he want to be trodden down to the dirt by his own fellow beings.?

This exploration into his state cannot be of a inquisitive nature..nor can it be speculative..It sets before us  infinte
theories which can never be answered absolutely.There is one thing we can deduce from this situation,
the identity of the being.

It was a dark dull night.He walked down to the river shore and sat on the damp ground.It was raining intemperately.
The grass on the land seemed to come alive with a spontaneous piquancy.He sat there and looked down.His image
on the water twined and wavered due to the ripples on the surface.I tried to make out who he was..With a posed expression
his mind flashed him a familiar face;Sad and lonely…It was me…