holy fuck, premise for my book
This life, so we're told, is based on nothing more than mere equals and opposites, actions and reactions. Every so often we hear heroic tales of someone who gave up something, sacrificed something, for another person or for their beliefs. Their names areremembered for awhile and then they fade with the time.
Due to the logic stated earlier (equal and opposites) there must exist the exact opposite of these heroes....but what shall we call this counterfeit hero, this soldier of rationalism...
THE ANTIHERO
the tiny voice in all of us running a red streak through our minds. The person not willing to die for anything. The thing in all of us that, when in crisis, does not stand up for what is good or right, does not turn and flee and try to find safety, but instead stands emotionless and takes on the full affect of the situation and acts accordingly...
This Antihero will not die for you or I.
They will not conform or refuse to conform.
NO
The Antihero is the little voice of reason in each of our minds telling us that nothing is, in the end, really worth the fight, the effort, or the death.
What happens when that tiny little voice of rationalism is personified?
What happens when you are confronted by the exact opposite of everything you were ever told...WHAT HAPPENS THEN?
i just got kicked in the ass with the inspiration to put these thoughts into words...please tell me what you honestly think, even if it is negative.
thank you