Chapter 25

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"Levi, please. Come in." Duerf Lomo let a cloud of smoke coming out of his mouth. Then he lighted off his cigar and stood up. The first thing I noticed was the pocket watch. It was that one in the image. I can assure you about that. I came in.

"So, why are you here?" He asked me interested.

I sat and all. Duerf Lomo looked at me. A terrible anxiety.

"I wanted to know that matter about transforming my thought in black and white ink."

At that point, he did a satisfied smile. I didn't get it at all.

"The argument of last time about time, it was only a prelude. A sort of anticipation. I have some doubts about your coming back. I have to be honest with you. But, against the odds, you are here."

He started walking with the hands-crossed and behind his back. Then, he stopped at the window and some Christmas lightings gave him face a rainbowlike look. The lively old was shining.

"Yes, of course. I wanted to know that stuff because I didn't know what to do."

I had to turn back to speak with him. Although Duerf Lomo laughed for an instant, he turned back to look at me, too.

"You are not here just because you didn't know what to do. You are here because your 'I' boils over about the idea to grab a pen and spread out the truth."

By that sentence, the lively old made the official announcement of his schizophrenia. What would my I have intention to do?  Write to spread out the truth? It looked like a sermon from the Bible.

"Look, I don't know what strange idea you made about me. Listen to me–"

Boys, he interrupted me. Broke off with a miserable hand sign. I was pissed off.

"Now, you allow me to talk. You don't have any need to present yourself. I know you too well. I know every event of your life. I was present at your birth, at your mom's death and I was even present this morning while you have seen the new-born. I have always been in your life, Levi."

Boys, my heart beat at two hundred kilometres per hour. At once,  I stood up from the chair and I literally was shitting myself.

"You have to listen to me. All this might be absurd to you, although it is normal. I have the full awareness that your mind can accept this reality. The truth is that Einstein and Nietzsche acted as a springboard for my speech.

Throughout these millennials in which humankind have dwelled on Earth, a lot of genius walked on it. But their existences were often tormented. Especially in the last humankind's massacres, in the famous two world wars, many of them died. Those soldiers who grabbed their weapons trying to defend their own motherland, one day they might have been geniuses in several fields: physic, literature, chemistry or maths. I'm sure, men in that conflicts wiped off thousands of geniuses' life who would have shared their intellect only to increase our common knowledge. This doesn't mean that the thousands of lives of common people were only mere sacrifice. Whatever happens on this planet is meaningless. Nations declare war each other for politics conflicts, for meanness of soul. Some monsters are behind this. Humanity has several enemies, although the main one are two: avidity and thirst of power. I know that politics bores you. But you have to be aware that our past is only blood, death and destruction: from the recent Holocaust to the first humankind's murder. A red carmine sea that oscillates and smacks his anger against the immaculate shores. That primordial blood is like a virus, a disease eradicated in the filthy human being soul. And here we come at the genius. However, I have to admit my limits. I don't know the scientific reason behind why these persons born on Earth. But I elaborated a philosophic idea. Do you want to hear it?"

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