Will of Man - Part Three Read Online Free PDF

wouldn't happen. They have families like us, they love their children the same way we do, and they wish for peace in the world. But something has divided us into the GIVERS and the TAKERS. We are two separate teams fighting for the same prize. Judging by the moon last night, it's a tied game."
    As we entered the boat, I noticed the two floors of the boat were segregated into two groups - the Givers and the TAKERS.
    Ours was the second floor, and I was glad, since the view was better. I could see the workers on the boat loading the coal in the burners of the steam engines. They were covered in silt, but looked like they were having fun joking around with each other. The captain was the only one with a uniform and seemed to have a good relationship with his crew. He patted everyone on the shoulder as he passed and said, "Keep it going men. We leave soon."
    I could hear the TAKERS shuffling below us. There were sounds of children laughing and playing, men and women talking, they didn't sound like bad people at all. But I still couldn't shake the feeling of disgust. Why did I have these feelings towards these people? They are just like me.
    But nowadays, I've learned to worry about things within my control (which isn't much), and for the rest - what happens, happens. I can only prepare to react to what's happening around me, I can't prepare to control it.
    The sun was directly overhead, and that signaled noon. It was time to cast off. The steam engines slowly started, then a loud whistle sounded, and then the boat began to move. I couldn't help but think of the train I boarded a couple months ago. I hoped this trip had a better ending.
    Balow said the boat ride will last a few days. We will make a few stops along the way, but mostly it will be full steam ahead. Traveling by land in this area is dangerous. The people are extra aggressive and traveling by boat has proven to be safer. However, he said pirates have been picking at the ship from time to time, and I needed to be careful.
    I asked Balow whose side the pirates were on? He said most of the trouble makers are comprised of the TAKERS. He said he's yet to have any trouble with a GIVER.
    I asked Balow if the pirates will pirate the TAKERS who are aboard the steam boat. He said they don't discriminate -TAKERS take from everyone. That's why they are called the TAKERS. Balow pointed to guards standing along the deck of the boat. He said they are made up of both GIVERS and TAKERS.
    I said I notice no one has any guns. Balow laughed and said, "You have been by yourself for a long time, haven't you? Guns do not work anymore. Gun powder is useless. Any fighting is done hand-to-hand, by hand-held weapons, bare fists, strength, wits, but most of all - by THE WILL OF MAN. I guess this way, the playing field is leveled.”
    He pulled a junk of jerky from his satchel, took a bite and said, “Anyone with a gun can shoot anyone from a distance; it takes true WILL to beat someone in hand-to-hand battle.”
    Tyler's Journal Entry: 387
    Date: July 29
    Day: Monday
    Weather: Rainy and hot
    Miles to go: 600
    Balow must know the captain, because the captain gave us a room of our own, more like a closet, but still it was our own space. The swishing sound of the steam engine was comforting, and along with the gentle rocking of the boat, I was able to sleep quite well. Balow however, was tossing and turning all night, and I thought I heard him moaning under his breath.
    When we woke up, I could tell something was wrong with Balow, but he wouldn't say at first. After an hour or so of watching him sweating profusely and shaking, I asked him what was wrong. He reluctantly divulged that he had been PULLED in the middle of the night. The SURGE nearly threw him in the air. He said not to worry though, that he would make sure I made it off the boat and into a safe area where I could wait for his return.
    I had only been PULLED once, but I knew what he was feeling. He was not going to be able to tolerate