RESURGENCE

Conrad's Diary & CHAPTER 5

From Conrad Hayley’s Diary-

Dec 16, 2015

As a young man, I was prone to be reckless and impulsive. Not anymore. I look like a thirty-year-old man, but I think like an eighty-year-old man. Many of my friends are young people. It pains me to see some of them waste their time and energy on useless pursuits. My best buddy, Brian the bartender, wants to be a writer. But by the time he gets home from work, he’s either too drunk or too tired to even type. My friend Sarah gave up her banking career and trained for two years to be a transformational healer. She has bad taste in men; always picking out the crazy ones. How can I expect her to make sensible choices when she is high on pot all the time? Boy, she smokes like a man.
I wish I could make my friends know the importance of life, but I guess there is no shortcut to experience.

CHAPTER FIVE

March 17, 2016

The three of them sat on the comfortable sofa seats in Christie’s restaurant, which was about a mile away from the laboratory. Gordon had just finished eating a donut and was looking at the menu, pondering about what to eat next, while he sipped on a cappuccino. Stuart was busy absorbing every detail given in the paper about their invention, and Nick was looking out of the window, watching people—the way they walked, dressed, and behaved.

“The press has not disappointed me. We have everybody's attention now,” said Stuart, throwing away the newspaper as if he was never going to read one again. 

Gordon looked amused, while Nick didn’t even flinch.

“What's the matter, Einstein? Did you read about the priest who’s calling you the Antichrist?” asked Gordon as he signaled to the waitress to come over. 

“It’s insane how people are always afraid of change,” said Stuart with frustration as he picked up the newspaper again. “Listen to this, ‘The church has called for shunning this discovery and has labeled it as the Devil’s ultimate trick to lure humanity into eternal hell.’ These religious fags want to burn us at the stake ‘cause, in their opinion, we’re changing the natural order of things.”

“Don’t read the news you don’t like, that’s what I do,” said Nick.

“This news is about us. We can’t ignore it,” said Stuart.

“Sure we can,” teased Nick. “Now listen to me, Einstein gifted humanity death by making the bomb and scratched his name all over the history books. We’re gifting humanity a possibility at eternal life. By finding a way to cheat death, we’ve shaken humanity’s longstanding belief. People will love us or hate us for it. We just gotta learn how to live with it.”

A waitress walked up to the table.

“Hi darling, what’s the special today?” said Gordon.

“It’s a hamburger steak with fried onions, mashed potatoes, homemade barbecue sauce, served with a side salad,” said the waitress.

“Sounds great, I’ll have one of those. Thanks,” said Gordon as he turned to face Stuart. “Don’t let some old priest get on your nerves. You have eternity to reflect on the consequences of your discovery. It's time to think about business. How are we going make a fortune out of it?”

“Well, there are two options,” said Stuart. “First, we sell the invention to a major corporation and earn royalties. Second, we set up our own company.”