Genesis 1:2 And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters.
Prologue
Gazing into the sky had always been one of my favorite pastimes. Always searching for that face in moon that isn't really there or finding animal shapes in those cotton white clouds that float above. I'd ask questions to nature, hoping for answers to my future, only to receive kisses from the wind. I pretended that the wind was whispering to me to look ahead, and move on, for I will see in good time what things lie ahead for me. It was the only thing that made me not afraid of the future because I believed that our paths where not written and we could create our own way. How silly and childish that thought seems considering things that I know the things I have always known. If it is so easy to see the blueprints of the past, then why can it not be as easy to see the futures'? I gaze at the moon now and think of my past, the things I have done or didn't do. If I had done things differently would I, or my life be any different now. Would the people around me have changed. There were many things I did others would consider wrong, but how can they judge me when they do not know the whole story. Even as I tell this story it is just my story and not the whole story, but there is only me left to tell it.
