Dover: Layer 2: Humans.
#2 of 12 Layers Of God
As you can tell, from earth, to humans. We are zooming in onto our world, yet we are still only at layer 2 of 12! Of course this is sofurry and I am using an anthro character, but lets keep it a bit realistic :) Welcome to the second layer. Humans. Want to know the answer of any problem you have? Well Dover explains his sickness, that's a major problem. So this little problem comes down and sits on the lines of dreams and reality and so begins the tug of war. Push yourself or push your friend, but dare not to touch your sickness which lies in the universe of reality and the universe of your dream. Touching that place spreads cancer throughout both universes leaving no place to run.
Yeah, its me again, Dover. Today I am having a bad day. I have to take medicines to suppress my immune system, I guess my White Blood Cells are a gourmet because they get upset when I eat particular things they don't like. This also means I cannot allow myself to get sick, or else I would have to drop my medicine and take time to heal; its not like I can take other medicines while I am on this one, it's already bad enough. So at the constant fear of getting easily sick, I needed a way to calm myself down, and the others around me. I just hate it when people underestimate me, that's why I build my muscles and take the hits. How ironic that I use recklessness to hide my weaknesses. But why am I pushing myself? Its that time of day again where I have to lay down, look up, tilt left, and think right.
I am clearly not trying to better myself just because its for my own good, I am doing this so others don't worry about me, but to no avail, they still like dumping their drama on me. Have you ever worried about someone's health? Did they try to push you away? I am feeling that way right now. But what is it really that we are trying to push away? Me? The Disease? Yourself? I can't blame myself for something I don't want, so I will take it you're trying to help me, but that leaves plenty of room for me to push you away. Is that the way we act? Well maybe... It's sort of like tug of war, and from heaven viewing wars, that too is like a big silly game of tug of war. But who is going to act out as God and call my disease a silly tug of war? Well I tell you this. This is my disease and my problem, it's that simple. I am my own God, so to say. But when it gets out of hand, I could better end up dead from this silly disease.
What would you do, I wonder... If something threatens your life. I am scared of death, and I am only 17 years old! I am too young to die!!! How come humans can't overcome this childish fear of death!? I am not scared of it that much, but I would surely prefer to prevent it at all costs! That brings me to my next big question. Do you find it insulting if I said I am not religious, though I come from one of the most important religious families of the Christian Orthodox origin? Yup, that's my full name. Dover Bandak. A royal family of Greek and Palestinian decent, right at the birthplace of Jesus and we are the head honcho of the most Holiest church. Although, I do believe there is a God in this world that saves EVERYONE. And this God does not want to be noticed, but for this amazing gift of imagination, humans figured this out, but we painted the wrong picture of him. Why should a God ever interfere with Earth and Humans? I think he already knows, if anything comes from above there it will cast a shadow down on us. Besides, when God sends rays of light to earth they will always cast shadows on the other not so lucky.
I have no complaints. I have no regrets. And if I decide to regret that I am sick that means I have done something wrong. What makes a choice wrong is if you end up regretting it, that's the truth. I don't want to end up thinking I was born without a good reason, that's why I find it impossible to blame myself. And take my advice, never blame yourself for anything, no matter how apparent the picture is. And try not to blame others. There is a sort of balance in humans. You can blame yourself and push yourself and end up hurting yourself. That way you wont have to push others around you as much. Or you could not harm a single hair on your body, and still find more room to torment others. A silly tug of war of cancer if you ask me. So before you become really sick, just chill out. Your sickness is apart of yourself, but don't spread that cancer around. Don't give in to "Humanity". Thats all what I have to say.
And I hear a knocking on my door... ... Its my dad again. I guess I better sign off before he thinks I have another sickness in my head. Hah! Exactly my point! Freak yourself out a little. we humans can't bear much reality, that's why I think we dream.