Definition Essay: The Man

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The Man Some could say that the name is simple; that it is impossible for everyone to know nothing about him; that he could not have done this alone; that one man is not capable of doing this all by himself, yet I stand here telling everyone in denial and doubt that this Man not only exists, but he is more mysterious and cryptic than anyone can imagine. I can assure you of one thing and one thing only: he is real. Throughout my life, I have gone through many unusual experiences yet I cannot shake the feeling of wanting to truly know who this Man really is. I cannot tell you how I got to know about the perplexing news of this Man and how I was able to track him down to an undisclosed town in an undisclosed country, but I can assure you that …show more content…

The more I asked around about this Man, the more lost I became, and the more questions I had. It became almost impossible for me to at least come up with a name, a name which does not reflect anything about this individual, it does not reveal any ties with other relatives, but it only conveys how profoundly anonymous this person was; how strange The Man was. I became so obsessed with trying to get answers that I clearly knew were not there and I knew that no one had absolutely no distinct idea of the Man I was talking about. I had no doubt of his existence yet it seemed that he made it his life’s journey for no one to know who, or where, or even what he was. I was not going to give up my search for this vague shadow of a man that for some reason I had absolute certainty that he had to exist. It felt as if it was not myself searching for him, but an innate impulse that unprecedentedly burst out, forcing me to pursue indefinitely the search of The Man. In one of my final …show more content…

I started to sense a familiar feeling, one that not too long ago I had felt. It was later on that I realized that it was an eerie aura similar to the old man’s yet completely different in its own way. I stopped to figure out where this ‘feeling’ was coming from. And as before, I let my instincts lead me to wherever they felt was right. I closed my eyes to focus on the atmosphere of the place I was going to, as it became more and more ferocious. The air around me became thick, with strong gusts of wind which I had to fight to keep me standing and again I felt the gloominess in the air but this time it was in pulses as if a could sense a heartbeat in the area. I decided to open my eyes and there it was. An enormous mansion, not the fancy-like type mansion, but more of a Gothic style mansion with various added buildings, I could not grasp the general format of this mansion. So far away from civilization, this mansion stood erect and proud. It looked familiar in my eyes yet I knew that I had never been there before. So I gathered all my courage and took the first step to The Man’s place. So many questions, ideas, and fears ran through my mind yet I knew what I had to do. Without knocking I opened the cold, heavy iron doors with both fear and awe of what I was experiencing. I placed myself in the middle of the entrance, gazing at the