The Monkey Bar Diaries

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Entry #1
The Face of an Innocent

Peering through these eyes, another’s soul buried within me is something that pains me. I suppose I have no choice in the end and at least, by deal and making good on my promise, I will not be just “using” this body. This thought kept me going day by day, each moment spent in the park was a day spent for the boy inside of me, and the boy lost to me.

My memories of the past are growing more frequent along with the memories that are tied to this name. It seemed that when I was endowed with his power and knowledge it also gave way to the his memories as well. His tirade through space and time was well known. Even a mention of him in good book thus damning all who worshipped him. He made his impression on God and all his followers throughout time. I suppose that with it all is the reason I feel so strongly towards children. Moloch had millions upon millions sacrificed I his name, each ones soul becoming part of him. Their screams could be heard in my nightmares along with the screams of my child. The wails of the fallen children is a burden that…..maybe another time.

I need something to occupy my time, I need to align myself with someone or some cause. I can’t let all this take me under. A busy mind is one that doesn’t have time to dwell.