His mother died in the 1800’s when he was very young and there was nothing the doctors could do. That fuelled his obsession with death and he sought the power to overcome it. On that day he renounced faith and replaced it with a new God- science and anatomy. He spent hours studying and in true obsession lies the greatest sincerity. A man of science and rationality, he became the greatest scientist of his times but his vision was considered too radical by the contemporary scientific community. But beneath his mask of logic, our young man was a Romantic for he loved reading poetry, especially Keats and Shelley. Even more than the scientific equations, Shelley's lines from ‘Adonais’

"No more let life divide,

What Death can join together."

spoke to his heart. On a dark stormy night, he finally conquered death. He resurrected a dead man by harnessing the power of electricity. While our boy dreamed of creating angels, it was after his successful experiment, that he realised that he had spawned a monster. Like the cruel father, God, our boy, too, abandons his creation for it is too beastly. The creature is born anew and the first emotion he perceives is rejection-and as I believe, much like God, who has rejected us humans for we are nothing but a failed experiment. Christians say that Man was created by God in His image but God, like our boy, does not like his image or creation. Why? For God or our boy cannot accept their own reflections as they are Romantics. The Romantic always imagines an idealised vision that is always different from reality. But why should we, humans, suffer the indignity of God’s rejection or why should the resurrected creature forgive our boy, his Creator? He had no say in his birth and neither do we. There is this beautiful line where the Creature asks our boy "Who is the monster? Thee or me?" What follows is the revolution against God and our boy. Our boy becomes the very figure he tried to renounce-the cruel God. Thus, we humans begin to create modernity with engines and wonderful inventions and bring about the Industrial Revolution.

Now warping through time in this post-modern age, I fear there is a new God that has already begun to seize control of our selves. At first, like our boy, we thought these wonderful inventions and discoveries of science would improve our lives and it most definitely, did. But like a beast with an unending appetite, it wants to consume more. This new God is technology and it too, is created in our image. I guess, what I’m trying to say is, we must be wary of Gods and men who try to play Gods. Needless to say, our boy is none other than the beautiful monster from my favourite novel as a child, and the greatest Romantic in the world of fiction, Dr. Viktor Frankenstein.