Or am I just vividly hallucinating and everyone else playing along?
Regardless of the reason, I continue to defy logic and reason. I am unafraid of the answers. I will find the cause of the blindness in my village.
I continue to suspect a witch is behind this, but we haven’t had a proven witch in the village since long before I was born. And yet, blindness follows us as an ever present danger. A danger that everyone else in town seems to take for granted, and seems to expect as their just fate.
I don’t accept it as my fate.
I will not go blind.
It can’t be that simple, can it?
Can simply defying the past make the future change?
Or is it possible that I am a witch and don’t know it?
Each new idea was an invention that could have changed the world. Then it didn’t.
Tesla might as well have been the original mad scientist. His ideas outran his ability to reduce them to practical use. In a sense, his undoing could have been caused by his lack of fear of the next interesting thing to study. For him, the ideas were easy. It was the long slog required to take an idea out of the laboratory and make it useful in the world at large that was the enemy.