Two souls - One fish bowl

We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year... Running over the same old ground, what have we found? The same old fears.

As it is, each good piece of music out there has it's best part. And as it was, Ahab found this part with the fish bowl to be the best part of a particular chanson. It made him think of his mate Moby, who happened to be a big fish. Or well, a big fish was a rather vague description of something as mysterious as Moby. Cetacea in the suborder of Whippomorpha in the order Artidactyla in the class of Mammalia in the phylum of Chordata and lastly in the kingdom of Animalia. That he was, Moby.

But you see, Moby was not just a big fish. Not just a giant mammal. He also possessed the soul of his long-passed friend, a human friend that had left the Earth way too young, Nohel. To Ahab, Nohel had not just been a friend. Nohel had been the only friend Ahab ever had. Nohel was Ahabs better half.

Nohel's death was tragic. Death in general, is mainly that: Tragic. But if one leaves this life when just barely having reached adulthood it is not only tragic but also incomprehensible and therefore Nohel's soul must gone to live on in Moby.

Reaching adulthood is generally a shaky treshold in most people's life. What to do with life? A giant mammal such as Moby didn't have to ponder too thoroughly about that matter. They'd all go east in spring and west in the autumn, swim where the warm streams are, where the sun shines and the food is most plenty. Going north in autumn, heading south in spring - these offstream decisions would be fatal for any such giant mammal such as Moby.

Nohel will hardly be remembered by most people. He didn't have the opportunity to do anything too significant in his abbreviated life. Who does and will always remember him is Ahab. Every time he encounters Moby he is reminded of his heart like a rock cast in the sea. There is death out there but most of all, there is life.