Deep slumber and a dream come true

If i have 20 points to give to any body part for contributing towards making me what i am today, i would give minus 7 to my brain. Doesn't work except in flashes of brilliance too few and far between. Most of the time, i am worse off than the Children of God. Special kids do have some acute sensing ability which has been proven time and again by autistic children and other special kids featured on Discovery channel. Even animals are better off. Cows and deer and other four-legged ones can sense an earthquake in the making and get alarmed before the rumblings actually begin. Elephants, with their wisened features, are known to communicate over long distances with each other using sonic sounds unheard by human ears. Natural ability is an attribute of nature. Something which i grossly lack between the ears. I have lowered my guard, one which has already been proved useless more than what one would say "quite often". Even when natural abilities are slackening because of old age one does have the instinct of keeping alive and kicking. Barely alive and kicking is what can be described of me. Mentally, i am older than an 88 year old. 88 years old was my grandfather when he died. I have wishes but when my cousin asked me whether i wanted them to be true, i replied in the negative. Who would have wishes and not want them to be true asked another cousin. An old man. I am too old today to think where i will be in five or ten years. All that i say beckons me to add that before long i will wake up from this nightmare. With that flicker of hope. The warmth of a forty year old with strong hands and a beacon in his voice that shows inspiring courage and ability to shake the world from its slumber. The warmth in my hands. The call from the innermost depths of the heart is seldom left unheard. And the wait is worth it's while. The wait itself is the penance of the hardest kind. One that has been heard from within and one that the world cannot do without.