I can't find the words to start writing this.
And it is not a matter of "can't find the right words", it is more literal... "I can't find the words".
I noticed that I started to lose my intellectual capabilities some days ago. I don't know exactly how much time has passed, because I'm losing my grasp on numbers too.
Probably at this moment I'm one of the last people with writing skills around the world. Due to that, I feel the need to document what happened and how this all began.
Let me start from the beginning.
Can an illness be beautiful?
Or, in other words, why are illnesses so ugly?
The pus, hives, rashes, deformations… all these things have been with the human race since the beginning of time, with suffering and deaths, but in the last centuries the science has started to solve most of these illnesses, and more specifically in the middle of the 21st century the human being has discovered how to eradicate diseases, destroying 100% of virus and bacterias. Human beings became almost immortal… at least until the arrival of the “beautiful illness”.
The first cases were identified a couple of years ago. We never discovered the origin of it. It emerged all over the world at the same time.
At first, the symptoms were difficult to detect, but soon the scientists investigated and concluded that it was caused by a virus. However, it didn't look like a traditional illness. In fact, the symptoms were understood as a kind of miracle!
The affected people began to look better, healthier than ever. Over time, they even began to change and look younger. Their skin lost wrinkles, hair grew back in people who had lost it, and people with gray hair regained their hair color.
Because of these symptoms it was called the “beautiful illness”. Finally nature had offered us the source of eternal youth.
However, every coin has two faces, and we soon discovered the second face of this illness.
Infected people became less intelligent, losing some basic capabilities.
They looked nice (really nice in fact), but they were unable to concentrate on anything. They lost the capacity to work, and after that the skill to read, write and engage in every intellectual activity.
The alarms began to ring. All governments took the subject into their own hands. The vaccines were easy to develop, and those were distributed throughout the world, but no one expected what happened next…
People infected didn't want to get vaccinated... In fact, the uninfected people didn't either. The healthy people began to envy the easy lifestyle of the infected individuals and, considering that the illness spread through sexual activity, this was fatal... healthy people engaging in sexual activity with the infected (who were young and beautiful), creating a domino effect. The illness was impossible to stop, not due to the lack of knowledge to find a solution, but because of narcissism, selfishness, and human stupidity.
Finally a virus found the humane Achilles heel.
In the past all viruses destroyed the immune system, but this one improved it. However, the disease reduced intellectual capacity, which, added to increased energy and health, stimulated sexual activity and spread the disease even further.
Furthermore, this virus has also managed to bypass the human intellectual system, since all people, infected or not, want to look beautiful.
In the end the vaccines never were used and the disease was unstoppable.
During our history we imagined different ways for “the end of humanity”: aliens attacks, assesine monsters, including a “planet of the apes”, and many more apocalypses, but we never imagined something so nice and peaceful.
Maybe it is a punishment of God or maybe it is the solution that nature has found to avoid human planet destruction, who knows…
At this moment I'm losing my rational control and started to feel an uncontrollable need to leave everything and spend my time with other people, touch them, swim in a sea of bodies and don't do anything else.
Now I abandon my home and I'm running to nowhere, I don't know why, but I don't care, I don't want to think about anything else, I don't want to think ever again.
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