Now I've been introduced for a lot of things. Now...I have something to add to my ever changing world on the internet.

I've meet new people. Learned new things. I hope it stays that way.

No one mention anyone by the name of! .....

Best not to say it.

Let's hope this fine line of existence doesn't run out soon.

For all the world would not forget its existence.

The First one I would never believe.

To take things into account, there have been slight changes. I don't know what they are...or I am not suppose to tell you.  These past few elements of my life have changed and left me a new perspective on things.  

There is a world out there that no knows no bounds. I can feel its everlasting effects towards the people that I meet and come to know.  My journey since the beginning of a crying voice to coherent words uttered in hopes to achieve my dreams or to communicate with my fellow man.  All these elements are related to one another. Genetics offers an explanation for all things. 

I come to realize that the human being is much a complicated life form that has ever seen the light of the sun. Right now, I am thankful that the world or the people of its world still has morals and standards for their fellow man, even though that some things need more explanation and thought than others.

"Finish what he started," famous last words out of my mouth.

It really didn't bother him that he wanted to finish his work. The key word, "wanted." 

"Imagine yourself in another world," people would tell him, the spiritualist.  I didn't quite understand them, until I happened on a book, The Blind Watchmaker--by Richard Dawkins.  It was amazing to read. My whole life changed then, I knew that I wanted to become a geneticist like my father. When I look back over the years; I know that I would have made no other choice.

How can I? It's given me a lot of opportunities, and if I hadn't where I would be now? Where would fate have placed me?  I cannot dwell on the past, on certain events, but I must move forward.

The events on the past few days has been unbelievable. Reality it seems has gotten quite bizarre.  It is a reality that my father dreamed of. I welcome it.

The path that I have chosen is worth it, worthy of many things. It has lead me to become the man that I am today.

Once I saw myself looking a man square in the eys, and he told me a lie.
I didn't know it, until I got back.

Now, it's hard for me to trust anyone new, save for the few who help me, but I can't help but wonder if it isn't some sort of lie.

I must live another day. I must find the answers to some burning questions. Why did Peter Petrelli come to see me that night? Who was that man that helped us out of the building? What happened to me when I blacked out? What did I see? I could hardly remember.

I am trying to let my body heal, but with Sylar out there and my vexing fear won't let me rest. I have to take a rest. Who knows what might happen next.