Trey: An Ode to Fulfillment

by Scott Hakim

Why? A question so thick with adventure, yet it causes some to stay frozen in time. But what if time were no longer linear? Memories no longer pure? What if someone changed so much of your past that you were no longer aware of your present? Trey stresses the senses and puts the world under a microscope. Why do we do what we do? Why do we like what we like? Why are we who we are? The questions that we are scared to answer, but ones that rest on the tips of our tongues. In a world where memories are stored in small leather-bound books, memories go from valuable to abrasive. Schools are forced to test practical skills over memorized material and the job market is saturated with identical candidates, all searching for the same high-paying jobs. When the first leather-bound book is stolen from the deep holdings of the American government, the world is flipped on its head. Enter Trey, a man lost in his own mind, at odds with the world since birth, and the man charged with finding the book and regaining order in the world. Trey must find the book that holds the key to his future purpose. But who writes the story? The key to his . . . Why?

227 pages, Kindle Edition

Published July 27, 2017

Reviews

[Alexa Velez · Rating 5 out of 5]

This book merged varied ideological reasoning simplicities and complexities, shaped it into an easily comprehended philosophical pill, and guided it through your entire anatomical system. The voyage you undergo when you brisk each word on the page is as engaging and thought-inducing as it is colorful and enchanting. Your mind doesn't just consistently alternate from philosophy to science-fiction, but rather becomes wholly enveloped by amalgamation. With every turn-of-a-page, I recognize how unprepared I am for where my thoughts and rationales will be maneuvered next. It was as if I was in a state of stipulated vulnerability, albeit in a beautiful way. Even though the story and thought-provoking passages crept into almost a physical cerebral sensation, it stimulated other, less cognitive pinpoints as well. Simply put, I often found myself clasping my iPad in waiting rooms, sneaking in a few pages on my laptop during meetings at work, and having Alexa read to me when my hands were full until it was finished. For myself personally, it kindled (pun intended) heartfelt emotional pathways, taking me down intimate alleyways deep within my likes, dislikes, aspirations, and anxieties. Recollections of meaningful places, recaptured memories, and commemorated personal downfalls turned victories.

And for that مُغامَرة, I can't thank you enough, Trey.