Yesterday, a man dwelt on the Earth and took part in life so as to enjoy it to its fullest. Those that spoke to the man could be reminded of joy, regrets, decisions, and actions, for the man was worldly and had experienced much. But this man bore upon his back a terrible curse, that whosoever spoke with and then kept company with him was doomed to lose all pleasure in the life promised to each person on Earth. Though not a corruptor, the man saw himself weighing heavily upon those he remained amongst.
I once saw this man, and tried to question him. I even invited him into my house, but as I gave my hospitality he turned around and left me where I stood, alone in the world. Perhaps the sorrowful birth to which the man was given can be eased when he remains alone. Surely no man stoops as low as Yesterday.