I see with the eyes of my soul. Still alone. Never lonely.

We trace the evolution of a Northeast young empath, Dewey. At first, all seems marvelous to him. He sees with the eyes of his soul. He represents the way of love and mercy, where those he meets try to teach him our world’s way of putting oneself first. Each side contends for his allegiance, and Dewey must reconcile their claims. The picture darkens, like now, and then, as he has his first glimpses of sickness, suffering, and death. The world, once a thing of glory, becomes a labyrinth.

From this story is that of Dewey nowadays, a lost soul in our modern world, seeking to discover amid the changing scenes of time that which does not change: The eternal scheme of which we are a part. When he sees all that has gone into our world’s preparation, each thing appears a miracle – precious, incomparable. Dewey, with his new understanding, is able to forgive those he knows and take his first steps on the path of life.

The story ends in hope, acknowledging the beauty and joy in all things, in the everyday and above all in our first school: The soul, spirit, psyche, heart, essence – the only place that most of us learn the truth about our world and ourselves, or discover life’s single most important lesson, of unselfish love.”


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