Davis sat at his desk, pondering his own existence. He had done this frequently and considered it an ability he shared with no one. He felt that the world wasn't ready for him, that he was like Prometheus. He held knowledge in his hands like Prometheus brought fire. He had an air of confidence when he spoke in the classroom. He used words like juxtapose and expedient freely in conversation. He spoke of the current state of the world and the current state of man. He immersed himself in controversial books and thought a great deal about philosophy. He felt out of place in this classroom, like a polished stone carelessly tossed in with a pile of rubble.

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