Solution Series: History

But as I was thinking about the words to share with this class, about what’s next, what’s possible, and what opportunities lay ahead, I think it’s not a bad question to ask ourselves: “What will my place in history be?”…what’s next…what’s possible…what opportunities lay ahead…not a bad question…ask ourselves… “What will my place in history be?”…next…possible…opportunities…place in history be….in history be…history be…be… history….

“Gene”, BT earnestly muttered only to take a life-quenching deep breath afterwards.
“I’m going to need your help with this thing”
Are you going back to Alexandria this summer?”

Gene paused and stared at BT for a moment before she answered, stretching time past its limits. She needed that long moment. She thought that maybe—just maybe—she would be able to understand BT, for just one moment. But, no matter how long she would stare and how far she bent the laws of space and time, she would not understand him and what he had become. So, she finally answered:
“Yes, I’ll be there for part of it, at least. “
“I’ll help you.”
“What do you need me to do?”

“Well, I don’t know if this would be possible or not, but I would really like for you to play a heavy role in the planning and organizing process.”
“I need you to help me be the brains of the operation,” said BT with a smile to let her know of the intended pun in his statement.

Gene was the smartest person BT knew, out of the people close to him in age. Secretly, BT wished to have her level of intelligence. He wished he could recognize the things in the world around him in such a way as Gene. But, his biggest wish of all, was that he wished Gene knew she had this power; maybe then she would understand him.

Gene was beautiful too. She would never be a fashion model or a pop icon. Actually, you wouldn’t really know she was beautiful unless you got to know her. Then, you could see the sunset in her eyes and glow of sunrise on her skin. BT saw this. In fact, BT almost loved her. But, he knew that, to her, he was just another guy. And, a girl can meet an army of guys in half a lifetime.

Besides, there was too much pressure for him even to have time to love someone. Most of his time was occupied by battles and the war. The war started when he was born. The two young lovers gave him that name—BT Solution. From then on life was a struggle. The symbol used to identify him became what they expected him to be. They didn’t even understand what his name would mean, unaware of the trouble they’d caused. BT couldn’t blame them, though. They were just two young lovers accidently making miracles and reshaping the world.

The struggle started when he had to step out from under the covering of the two lovers. All he had then was his name. As he excelled in life, they started believing those words were not a name, but some type of divine ordinance—a prophesy being fulfilled by the Most High through him. They all wanted him to be something so badly! And, secretly, half of the time he wanted to be that something too.

The other half of the time, he wished he didn’t have to live up to his own name. He wished they would just stop calling him that. He wished he did not have to have all the answers—solve all the problems. Damn, those two lovers! They made everyone think he was something he could never become—the solution.

“BT Solution”, a voice spoke.
“BT Solution!” the voice thundered loud enough to shake a dead man’s soul

BT blinked sharply, snapping back into reality.

“You can stop smiling now.”
“I get it.”
“I’ll think about all the information you’ve given me so far, and I’ll call you later with my ideas.”

Gene was crazy. She was not schizophrenic or compulsive. She had no multiple personalities. She had no major psychological disorders—at least no more than the next person. But, she was insane. There were people, who owed her nothing but were being dealt bad hands in life. There were people whose futures' were being determined for them and not by them. And, deep down, she was crazy enough to care about that.

This is why BT almost loved her.

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