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Tribute

Everyone wonders just what exactly I write in my myriad collection of notebooks. If only they knew. I write about my experiences, both good and bad. I write about the people I meet, the books I read, the worlds I visit. I write about what types of food I've tried.

I also write about you. The wonderful things you had done, the worlds you helped save, mine included, if only for the time being. I write about what kind of person you were and why everyone loved you. I write about the compassionate man you were, the man who was willing to sacrifice himself for a people he didn't know. I also write about those people that tried to hide their own stupidity behind lies; lies about you. Lies that I told. Lies that I couldn't live with.

I write about how Colonel O'Neill, Sam, and Teal'c forgave me for what I did and accepted me onto the team. I write about how I try to fill the void left by your absence. I write about my attempts to continue your work. I only hope that someday I'll have the courage to sacrifice myself to save the lives of thousands, should that time ever come.

My notebooks are a tribute to you, Dr. Jackson. I hope they are worthy.