I hated this guy. He was a real jerk, a womanizer and a pompous ass. I stood by and watched him destroy his life and screw with the people around him. He wouldn’t bat an eye at taking advantage of anybody.
Why were we friends – best friends? Because, I couldn’t shake him. But we were polar opposites; like two powerful magnets drawn to each other, we were inseparable. He couldn’t shake me either. That’s why I had to do something.
You may be wondering about the friendship. Well, we had been together from the very beginning, as far back as either one of us could remember, not by choice – by divine fortune. We didn’t question sacred design. When you are forced to spend every moment of every day with an individual, you learn to accept them, despite their differences, despite how much you despise their existence.
It’s odd, but people seem to be attracted to that which conflicts them. The idea of drowning scares the hell out of people, but they go on boats. People realize overindulgence of junk food will make them fat and cause a myriad of health issues, but they crave unhealthy “convenience” food. They despise gossip, but gravitate toward the malicious talk as if a kid gravitates toward candy. I think when it comes right down to it we are all intrigued by the forbidden fruit.
So, I found myself in a paradox. There was a good chance I would fail in getting rid of him. If I didn’t succeed, then I would die! Those were terms I could not accept. The problem; he was sly. He could see me coming from miles away; but him, he was invisible. I rarely ever saw him coming.
The other problem; I knew the consequences. Since the dawn of time, the Almighty has equipped His creation with over six-hundred commandments, which He offered through Old Testament scriptures, and over fifty commandments, which His Son provided in New Testament scriptures. I was burdened to break one of His maxims. I would atone for my actions. My fear; would the divine providence of my Maker, have mercy on His creation, or would I likewise perish.
I wanted to get rid of this guy in the worst possible way. He was a bad egg, a rotten egg! He never settled down in one place too long, he stayed on the run for obvious reasons. His idea of women was they were like a fine meal; a top chef goes through many spices and the finest chef will never reveal the spices or ingredients used, and will serve a different delicious delight every meal.
Over the course of his life, he pillaged people’s lives and I became weary of the mayhem. I could no longer sit idly by as a bystander and be bullied by the arrogance of the beast. I knew I had to join him or destroy him. After thirty-five years of watching his every move, I devised a plan to annihilate him. My plan would hinge on one thing; I would have to convince him I’d become his ally.
Becoming his ally when what he stood for went against every ounce of what I believe was difficult. I believe in second chances, he believed in doing to others, before they had the opportunity to do unto him. I stand for honor and integrity, he stood for the pursuit of self-pleasures. I believe we all have something to offer one another in life, he felt life owed him everything and he owed nothing to anybody.
He had to go and I was the only one who had the power to get rid of him. To postpone it any longer would have meant my certain death – it was imminent. I let him go on his terms, but under my supervision. It was a prolonged grueling display of valor on his part; he didn’t want to let go. When his final act concluded he smiled and said, “If you think it’s over, you’re mistaken. I will see you again. I will return.”
From time to time, he has come back for an encore. I simply ignore his pleas. I’ve replaced him and now I enjoy who I have become. Sure, his family has ways of resurrecting him from the bowels of abyss. Then I simply remind him how he was once overthrown and murdered and how I can send him back, and he slips back into his cavern of iniquities unprovolked.
Since the disunion with the antagonist, I have replaced him, we are much happier. The fight took its toll on my mortal vessel; busted it up pretty good; but my mind, my soul and my spirit are finally simpatico, at ease and in harmony. I do not miss him. I rather enjoy the order and the tranquillity life has to offer. Where I was once divided, I am now whole. My existence has affirmed my action to murder my evil nemesis. I live on…
I am Dane Ladwig and this has been a… View From My Loft!