the time travellers journal.........episode 3
"you're studying the stars" jesta says like it's a question, walking into the equestria from whatever planet he decided to explore, it's funny how jesta was just as much of a free spirit as I was, but for some reason
he absolutely despised earth
too much pollution and desires he could never really wrap his head around according to him
"the idiot almost lost his head in that accident but instead he wished he had not dropped that tiny device they all have their noses stuck in nowadays",
"you mean mobile phones jesta? "
yes I suppose that is what those accident causers are called, what in the universe is wrong with that race??" he had said once after the desire rang so loud it was impossible to ignore
"no I simply decided to stand infront of the telescope for the aesthetics" I said with a grin and I saw him roll his eyes
very human thing to do
"what poor human are you looking to grant aid now? " he says with the voice of someone who has had a lifetime of the same things
or maybe it's from lifetimes of dealing with me.
"it's quite hard to pick really, there's this child who just wants her mother to let her eat ice cream past midnight, she's so earnest in her wish, I'm very tempted to help out "
another eye roll
"that's right up your ally, isn't it? " jesta asks mockingly and I give him a thumbs up, eyes never straying from the telescope
I hear him sigh and mutter about old men who act like teenagers just because they don't age before his voice disappears further down
this time I roll my eyes
I don't know why he bothers. it's in his nature as my beta to be the voice of reason
the thing is I'm always all for defying the odds if it makes one more person that much happy in a world where they have no idea that yes they've been in this exact same situation, no they couldn't keep their strength
humans are already so small in the scheme of things and how vast the universe is, but there's never been a civilization more loud, more daring, one who reached for the sky against all odds
but with all that, there's never been a civilization with so much tendency to either be good or evil, everything in the universe is either one way
the sun takes its place in the morning
the moon at night.
they do not switch, they do not meet
even the mirage an eclipse brings with it leaves both elements light years apart
but humans, in everything they are made of
have the ability to be good or evil, maybe even both
and unlike everything else in the universe
they have the freewill to choose
it fascinates me
it always has
as the keeper of time and desire I am bound to my duties, granting of the strongest of desires as long as they are pure
sometimes they're not so pure
downright evil really
but they are wished for with the same intensity, just as strong as if it were a little boy trying to save his pet
there are rules
but I tend not to abide by them
as much as I'd like to boast of unlimited power because it gets a rise out of jesta
it's not completely so
before time itself, for as long as I can remember, as the keeper of time I have been drawn to the strongest of desires
the life changing ones, the ones people wished for at their lowest, at their strongest, the ones sitted in the deepest of regrets
to jestas complete annoyance though, I don't stop there, I take up the littler ones, the ones made by a kid who notices the frown on his mothers face when she kisses him goodnight and wishes she would smile more
the one said silently by a girl when she watches her bestfriend struggle because of things she has no control over
those desires aren't strong
they're the weakest actually
but my fascination is in the sincerity,
a human being caring for another so much that they'd overlook every bone in their body telling them to be selfish
that they'd want the best for someone other than themselves.
ofcourse the concept of free will is something I have no control over
I cannot change the outcome of a situation if the catalyst for it was a choice made by a human
that's why I make use of factors, variables, a person, an event, anything.
I may not have the ability to manipulate a human into making the right choices because for some reason, even though they are prone to make the wrong ones, it's still their choice to make
but I do have the ability to manipulate everything else, put things in place, make time alittle slower, maybe speed it up by a minute
jesta is infinitely done with me for this reason, yes I juggle with things outside my jurisdiction
but at the end of the day, I'm still doing what I was made to do
provide second chances, hope where a person doesn't remember ever being hopeless.
my watch tingles just as the woman I'd been keeping an eye on stands to leave for the loan that would have rendered her homeless and caused her poor little six year old to ask for a warm bed like she used too, and I breathe in, right before I snap my fingers and summon the gate out of the equestria, jestas voice rings out
"for the aesthetics he said " he mutters
I snort
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he absolutely despised earth
too much pollution and desires he could never really wrap his head around according to him
"the idiot almost lost his head in that accident but instead he wished he had not dropped that tiny device they all have their noses stuck in nowadays",
"you mean mobile phones jesta? "
yes I suppose that is what those accident causers are called, what in the universe is wrong with that race??" he had said once after the desire rang so loud it was impossible to ignore
"no I simply decided to stand infront of the telescope for the aesthetics" I said with a grin and I saw him roll his eyes
very human thing to do
"what poor human are you looking to grant aid now? " he says with the voice of someone who has had a lifetime of the same things
or maybe it's from lifetimes of dealing with me.
"it's quite hard to pick really, there's this child who just wants her mother to let her eat ice cream past midnight, she's so earnest in her wish, I'm very tempted to help out "
another eye roll
"that's right up your ally, isn't it? " jesta asks mockingly and I give him a thumbs up, eyes never straying from the telescope
I hear him sigh and mutter about old men who act like teenagers just because they don't age before his voice disappears further down
this time I roll my eyes
I don't know why he bothers. it's in his nature as my beta to be the voice of reason
the thing is I'm always all for defying the odds if it makes one more person that much happy in a world where they have no idea that yes they've been in this exact same situation, no they couldn't keep their strength
humans are already so small in the scheme of things and how vast the universe is, but there's never been a civilization more loud, more daring, one who reached for the sky against all odds
but with all that, there's never been a civilization with so much tendency to either be good or evil, everything in the universe is either one way
the sun takes its place in the morning
the moon at night.
they do not switch, they do not meet
even the mirage an eclipse brings with it leaves both elements light years apart
but humans, in everything they are made of
have the ability to be good or evil, maybe even both
and unlike everything else in the universe
they have the freewill to choose
it fascinates me
it always has
as the keeper of time and desire I am bound to my duties, granting of the strongest of desires as long as they are pure
sometimes they're not so pure
downright evil really
but they are wished for with the same intensity, just as strong as if it were a little boy trying to save his pet
there are rules
but I tend not to abide by them
as much as I'd like to boast of unlimited power because it gets a rise out of jesta
it's not completely so
before time itself, for as long as I can remember, as the keeper of time I have been drawn to the strongest of desires
the life changing ones, the ones people wished for at their lowest, at their strongest, the ones sitted in the deepest of regrets
to jestas complete annoyance though, I don't stop there, I take up the littler ones, the ones made by a kid who notices the frown on his mothers face when she kisses him goodnight and wishes she would smile more
the one said silently by a girl when she watches her bestfriend struggle because of things she has no control over
those desires aren't strong
they're the weakest actually
but my fascination is in the sincerity,
a human being caring for another so much that they'd overlook every bone in their body telling them to be selfish
that they'd want the best for someone other than themselves.
ofcourse the concept of free will is something I have no control over
I cannot change the outcome of a situation if the catalyst for it was a choice made by a human
that's why I make use of factors, variables, a person, an event, anything.
I may not have the ability to manipulate a human into making the right choices because for some reason, even though they are prone to make the wrong ones, it's still their choice to make
but I do have the ability to manipulate everything else, put things in place, make time alittle slower, maybe speed it up by a minute
jesta is infinitely done with me for this reason, yes I juggle with things outside my jurisdiction
but at the end of the day, I'm still doing what I was made to do
provide second chances, hope where a person doesn't remember ever being hopeless.
my watch tingles just as the woman I'd been keeping an eye on stands to leave for the loan that would have rendered her homeless and caused her poor little six year old to ask for a warm bed like she used too, and I breathe in, right before I snap my fingers and summon the gate out of the equestria, jestas voice rings out
"for the aesthetics he said " he mutters
I snort
© tonnaV