The Wandering Soul Journal

January 01/2010

Hello! My name is Gregor the first and oldest of my kind, I’m a wandering soul whose job is to travel around the world looking for humans worthy enough to ascend and become guardian angels.

I started a journal for the first time in the thousands of years that I have existed, because I have found a particular subject that intrigues me.

It was when I was flying through the night sky of Aerialis that I spotted him, a human whose kindness could be grasped by the palm of my hand, with curiosity I started analyzing him.

He is the most perfect specimen I have ever found, with all the qualities that would make him the perfect guardian angel.

This boy has never had a good life, his father has been sick since he was 10 and his mother works double shifts at the local groceries store, leaving him to take care of his little sister and sick father along with all the house chores, but still, somehow this boy always has a smile on his face.

On his free time he reads Runaways comic books, Terry Pratchett ´s Thud (which is the only one he can afford), and draws landscapes, while leaving time to work at the local asylum helping homeless people.

Yes he is probably the most kindhearted person I have ever found.

Note: The only time where I see perfect happiness in the boys heart, is when his beside his girlfriend.

Spring 2010

I always loved Spring, despite the fact that I am a soul, the beginning of Spring always cheers me up and turns my color into green, but this year, this year Spring brought me something, I would call it, unfortunate.

My specimen´s girlfriend died, I am afraid that the scar that has been inflicted on this boys heart is to deep, I am scared he will lose the faith he so desperately has in mankind, what makes it all worse, is the fact that his girlfriend was killed by a homeless, the very people that he works so hard to help, envious of the love they had, he raped her and then brutally assassinated her, how will he survive after this? I can only wait and have faith.

Winter 2010

God, I work 24/7 for THEM to have a guardian angel to protect THEM and make THEM happy, doesn´t work, but you say the word “Christmas” or “Hanukah” and everybody is jolly, and happy and full of love, do I hate humans sometimes….I know, I’m a superior being, I shouldn’t have this kind of feelings, but sometimes it really gets to me…, crap, I’m turning gray, better go to work so I can get my mind off of this.

Note: My specimen continues to mourn his girlfriend’s death.

Spring 2010

How good it feels to bath in the sunlight, I’m ashamed of this pink color, but I can´t help it, my specimen has finally woke up of the numbness that had taken over him since the death of his beloved girlfriend, his heart, despite being greatly scarred, is still able to love. All goes well, and it´s Spring, who isn´t happy in Spring.

Winter 2011

I thought this happiness would last, but it didn’t, his father has finally passed away, even though everybody expected it, it came as a shock, tears were shed all over, and a dark cloud has come upon that house, yet again I can only hope that he will manage through the pain.

January 07/2012 – Extra entry

Something strange is happening, I cannot describe it, but I sense something is messing with this boy´s fate, nothing good ever happens to him, always bad, terrible things, I wonder if anyone would have the stupidity to use it….