Some paths are charted way before those who discover them come to them. Others are dreamt of even before one embarks on the trip and discover some elements on the way of what could have been their dream.
In some cases paths have known to disappear where before they were quite evident. It is so oblivious, as the clear paths disappear one inch after another to those so routinized in seeing them perhaps on daily basis. Only when those who sojourned afar come back do they point out such changes and or shifts of the paths to them considered true custodians of the land that admission in being blind to the obvious springs forth.
In other cases not only do the paths disappear but their names as well. In such times only history can remind those careful to listen that there once was a path that charted and meandered ending on to the stream where people used to go for bathing and or drawing drinking water. Only the changes in weather along the years have made the paths redundant and coupled with modern technology now water is inside our houses making the paths so insignificant that we have forgotten their names.
The quotes for this week end have been fed to me by a friend Francis Gallanje who being an ardent follower of this column thought such quotations from a book he read recently make a lot of sense in the present predicament the world is in with the Corona virus. Having seen the sayings, they appear to suggest through the fictional novel that its writer had some prophetic sense in his narratives and descriptions of the events unfolding in the book to which perhaps now we can relate. I am sure reading these quotes will give you some insight to so creative a mind coming alive, read and digest:
THE EYES OF DARKNESS BY Dean Koontz
“In 2020 a severe pneumonia like illness will spread throughout the globe, attacking the lungs and the bronchial tubes and resisting all known treatments. Almost more baffling than the illness itself will be the fact that it will suddenly vanish as quickly as it arrived, attack again ten years later, and then disappear completely.”
“To understand that,’ Dombey said, ‘You have to go back twenty months. It was around then that a Chinese scientist named Li Chen defected to the United States, carrying a diskette record of China’s most important and dangerous new biological weapon in a decade. They call the stuff ‘Wuhan-400’ because it was developed at their RDNA labs outside of the city of Wuhan, and it was the four-hundredth viable strain of man-made microorganisms created at that research center. ———‘Wuhan-400 is a perfect weapon. It afflicts only human beings. No other living creature can carry it. And like syphilis, Wuhan-400 can’t survive outside a living human body for longer than a minute, which means it can’t permanently contaminate objects or entire places the way anthrax and other virulent microorganisms can. And when the host expires, the Wuhan-400 within him perishes a short while later, as soon as the temperature of the corpse drops below eighty-six degrees Fahrenheit. Do you see the advantage of all this?”
