Recollection in Color

On the way home from my arduous journey I encountered two odd individuals. One was named Mortimer, the other named Bellamy. The climate was dry, in fact it was a dessert area, similar to what you see in movies, a long stretch of road with no one around. However, as I drove I noticed a small dark spot in the distance. The strange boy from Castcom was resting in the back seat and I didn't think this to be a large enough problem to bother him. The dark patch grew bigger as I neared it, and then I began to see what it was...Bellamy and Mortimer stood arguing with one another atop a large ball. It had many designs in it, including a curious one involving the letter A. Naturally, since I couldn't really get around it I stopped to see what was the matter. “You just don't care, That is your problem!” Bellamy shouted. “Wrong, I do care, I would not be on top of this ball if I did!” Mortimer retorted. “Gentlemen” I politely interrupted. “What seems to be the issue here?” Bellamy looked down at me. “He wants to roll this ball! But he can't, he simply doesn't understand what that would do...” “It would ruin your comfort perhaps but don't you see what you've become, the place in which you find comfort is not a comfortable place at all!” Mortimer snapped back. Bellamy scowled. “How can you make that judgment call, you are not me. I will not allow you to roll on this ridiculous you have conceived. It is a very stupid idea.” Mortimer shook his head. “I do not agree friend. Why do you hold such an opinion?”

“Because it is proved by fact!” Bellamy nodded. “Wrong!” Mortimer yelled. “It is accepted by the general public, but know this friend, seldom is the general public ever correct.” At this the ball shook a little. “You disregard public opinion and the greater good because you don't care enough.” The ball planted itself once more. I had heard enough. At this point I jumped in. “It is not a matter of not caring, he chooses not to care because he has thought through it and arrived at this conclusion. He has done more thinking and evaluation than many who agree with the general opinion. He is not apathetic out of ignorance but apathetic because he has come to a level of greater understanding!” Mortimer looked at Bellamy as Bellamy quivered. “But apathy is apathy!” “Or is the latter form something completely different?” With that Bellamy clenched his hands and vanished into a flash of sparks. Mortimer waved down to me, for by that point the ball had begun to roll slowly onward. It was not deterred by any means but remains slow and steady. “Thank you friend, with two my ball has begun to roll once more, with more it will roll faster!” His voice echoed as the distant desert swallowed him up. I watched until he was nothing more than a speck and drove home...