Our Place and Meaning in this World

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A page long story that represents my views on what does not have true meaning.

Submitted: July 26, 2012

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Darius, you are one who knew no limitations in your grand, aspiratory sight. Tall, proud, strong, your eyes gleaming, you stood before a world awaiting your foot print. You sacrificed everything at your disposal, not one straw, not one relationship, not one second escaped the fires of your ambition, greatness was your destination. Flesh forsook the fingers you clawed with but still the walls came down. Men looked to you as a god on earth, your influence was felt across great stretches. High and terrible was your name and your opponents trembled at its mention. Soon your symbol had spread over the world, your every decree was law and there was none to oppose it. Your riches dwarfed countries and not a man had successfully counted them though you continually hired more to try. One day alone though surrounded by people you laid in bed tired and gray, weakness encompassing your whole being and then you died. Your son took your possessions and ruled in your stead. He took the symbols of you from every city and replaced them with his own. The people died which remembered your name, their children heard unimportant stories and legends of a man they did not know. A country came and took all that was your family’s and your stories died as your memory faded to nothing. Darius, you are one who knew no limitations in your grand, aspiratory sight. Tall, proud, strong, your eyes gleaming, you stood before a world awaiting your foot print. You were a rock which fell from a high place and made your mark in the earth but when you were gone it disappeared with the wind in an instant. You changed nothing, You were not high, you were not great and you were not worth remembering. Everything will be gone tomorrow, what is greatness in a world that does not persist?


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