Recently I've noticed that I always want to do those things that I am either not physically capable of, or those that aren't terribly prudent. This in turn cultivates uneasy feelings of unrest, and a strange sort of ambition.
It would seem that I, in my deepest parts, am anything but human. It's like my deepest desires are born of something entirely...else.
I wonder if this is just the residual desire of a being fallen from glory, and dying to return....
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