Sorry, I know you're tired of looking at Hyde's picture whenever you come to my blog. Here's something a little different. Ahem...


Once, just a few years back, there was a man. Where he grew up and if he had a family does not concern me. About his past and what he ate has nothing to do with this story. The intriguing thing is that one day, on a walk about his neighborhood he gave of himself. It was to a woman, she carried sacks of groceries. He waited to the point where it would have toppled over the sidewalk and everyone would have had to steer out of the way, then he gave her a hand. She accepted it gratefully. When she asked if he wanted it back he declined and went home.

He was surprised at how light he felt.

The next day he gave away his leg and the hair off his head. The day after that he passed over his eyes to a man who needed them, his mouth to someone who wasn't heard. On Saturday he gave his ears to a husband who wouldn't listen. He gave away his nose, after taking in one last sniff, and gave a woman his chin.

At night, on the days he gave pieces of himself away, he would lay in bed and with his left hand, feel what he had left to give. He had a shoulder, a thigh, one bellybutton, a head and a torso, and of course, his left hand.

He spent days finding people to give himself to and slowly. Piece by piece he did. Until, he had only one thing left to give, it was something that he had no name for. It floated somewhere between the ground and the sky, and wandered around and around, letting the air of people passing take it freely. He didn't know how to give it away and couldn't seem to get anyone's attention.

After a few weeks of this endless floating he decided that he would just have to give himself to everything. And so it happened. In trees and dirt, the shit on someone's shoe and the vapor that made clouds. He crumbled off of a muffin and passed through the gills of a fish. He was no longer and everything at once. He had given and was.




*Author's note:
That was a horrible ending but since it's time for my nap, deal with it. I'm not sure what influenced me to write this and I didn't mean it to be so transparent but it is what it is. I may have to rewrite sometime.