There once was a man of perfect stature named David. He had a great job and, through financial discipline, he amassed great wealth. He used his wealth to start or purchase many businesses. He owned several homes across the country and around the world. He had a pleasant, yet nymphomaniacal, wife who bore him 111 children.
Because he was so hardworking and his body and mind were too exhausted, he could not volunteer in the community. Instead, he regularly gave to the needy. However, he did not often donate to organizations as that can make them entitled and lead to corruption. David taught his children that it was right to give of their time and, when they become adults, financial wealth. He regularly sent his children out to volunteer in the community, and as if by a miracle, they all obeyed without any of the typical adolescent rebelliousness.
His one selfish pleasure was his hobby of collecting rare cars. On his 42nd birthday, David purchased his 111th car. To celebrate, he organized a grand parade to share his love of rare cars with the community. All the drivers would be his children.
During the parade, to the horror of everyone present, each and every single one of his cars exploded!
After the mass-funeral of all his children, the police investigators reported they could not find any evidence of foul play. There was no reason whatsoever for the cars to explode!
A week after the police provided their report, the financial news station reported that all of his businesses were going bankrupt. To make matters worse, hackers stole millions of dollars out of his bank accounts.
David was almost penniless, so he decided that he could sell some of his properties to help rebuild his life. Unfortunately, his homes across the country were burned to the ground during riots started by former employees who lost their jobs when his companies went bankrupt.
All of his homes in different countries suffered similar fates. An African prince nationalized his villa and turned it into a palace. His Chinese home was seized by the government. His home in Venice fell into the sea. Even his research compound in Antarctica, which was also his favorite vacation spot, was destroyed by the first ever tornado to occur on the continent in all of human history!
He walked toward his primary and final home when it suddenly exploded!
Penniless and now homeless, David and his wife sat looking at the rubble of their home. His wife then turned to him and handed him divorce papers. She said that with everything that has been going on, David hasn’t been satisfying her and she was leaving him for someone who could.
As he signed the papers, his wife mentioned that she’s noticing a bunch of Poxes that are cropping up all over her body, and he should probably get checked out.
The pox hurt his body so David wallowed in his great misfortune for several days before getting checking into a hospital. As he lay in the isolation ward of the hospital, he cursed every God and Goddess he could think of.
All his friends sided with his wife and those he knew independently turned out to merely be “fair-weather friends” and wouldn’t return his calls. Not even the hospital staff would speak with him outside the bare-minimum required to do their daily tasks. David supposed that was okay because his voice was too sore from all the cursing.
His one visitor at the hospital was a termite that would use his tray table to crawl past his bed at the same time every morning, and again at night. Desperate for companionship, and a bit bitter at having no friends, he called the next time it passed, “Hey, Wanker! Why do you pass my bed every day?”
The termite stopped and seemed to study him for a moment before continuing to crawl along its way.
“Wanker, I was talking to you!”
Again, the bug stopped, but this time it shocked David by saying, “Dear sir, my name is not, Wanker, as you called me. I am called Azazel. I apologize for not responding earlier, but you have been using all manner of foul language these past few light-cycles I figured you were speaking to one of the ghosts who attend you.”
David had never heard a termite speak, so it took a few moments for him to collect himself. During the pause, the termite continued crawling. Worried at losing this opportunity for conversation, David quickly apologized, “I’m sorry. I’ve been suffering so much lately. Could you find it in your heart to stay and speak with me for a while?”
The termite paused and responded, “It is getting late, and I must return home before the warriors seal the colony for the night. I will return tomorrow morning and hear what you have to say.”
With that, the termite quickly scurried away.
David eagerly waited for Azazel to return the next morning. As the termite began crawling along his bed, David smiled for the first time in several weeks.
The termite stopped and said, “Speak, large one.”
David introduced himself. He described his life, his wonderful children, and his great fortune. He then lamented the series of misfortunes to befall him. He described at great length how each unfortunate event happened for no reason at all. He worked himself into a rage and cursed all the Gods and Goddesses he would think of.
When David calmed himself, he noticed that Azazel started to crawl away. The termite stopped only to say, “Get a Job!”
That was the last time David saw Azazel, and it was probably a good thing because he had half the mind to squash the impertinent bug. His rage at being abandoned subsided, and the pox which covered his body did soon after.
As he recovered from the sickness, he realized that getting a job was the best thing for him to do. It would get his mind off his troubles and he could restart his life anew. Yes! He will learn from his mistakes this time and surround himself with people who truly cared for him, for who he is and not what he can do for others.
David was eventually released from the hospital. He had nothing but his name, yet he managed to find a sympathetic business owner who offered him a job at a coffee shop.
David was grateful and worked hard for the business owner. After three weeks of working at the café, David’s former personal assistant showed up to his new job.
His assistant apologized for not arriving sooner, but apparently, David contaminated his office with the pox and his assistant was in the same hospital he was. While recovering, the assistant filed insurance claims on all David’s homes. While some of the homes were lost for reasons outside the coverage plans, the insurance companies are paying out the claims to the sum of 6-million dollars.
While being discharged from the hospital, the assistant asked everyone he could where his former boss went. Noone knew, and some said they were glad to have the miserable man out of their hospital. One nurse mentioned she saw David at a café and gave the assistant the location. When the assistant left the hospital, he went directly to the P.O. box and came here with the first couple checks!
David was so happy with his former assistant, so happy at his turn of luck, he kissed the assistant. He immediately gave his 2-weeks’ notice to his employer and promised to rehire his assistant.
As David was rebuilding his life, his ex-wife tried to rekindle their relationship. David was not interested. In a rare display of spite, he told his wife that he too found love and was glad she left him because now he can be with the man he loves.
David’s ex-wife was so ashamed at being replaced by a man, she ran away and fled the country.
David was so shocked by his spitefulness, he apologized to his assistant for the lie he told. The assistant forgave him immediately.
David took notice of his assistant more and more, and they did eventually start a relationship. They even started a family by adopting many, many children. David and his family had a very prosperous life, and they continued to contribute to the community they lived in for the rest of their natural lives.
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It is amazing how life can be upended by seemingly supernatural causes and lead a man to become spiteful and curse every God and Goddess that may not even have existed. Yet, a termite… a creature that is often seen as destructive, is the source of wisdom that nudges David to start anew.
The Path of Luminism 