Did it happen like that? Was I truly so wild? That I could fail like I did, that is nothing out of the ordinary, I think — that much, I can comprehend. But that I reached so high (or so low, depending on your perspective), imagining myself as like Prometheus, probably more resembling Lucifer… how could I have imagined myself as having eaten of the Tree of Life, and been as one with the immortals? I don’t know what I would have said to myself, before all of this started, what kind of warning I would have given to such a rebel that I made myself out to be. I can’t imagine that I would have listened to anything. Maybe just to give myself a hint: “Life is going to suck for you, for years, because you wouldn’t listen to anything but yourself. But once the world has beaten the spit out of you, things will get better.” And the young me, I would think how sad this current me is, to believe I knew how things were going to turn out. Some people just have to learn the hard way.
Stand
12:30am friday, 24th february
Hey Reflection, I accidentally deleted your comment when I was deleting comment spam. I think you said, "Lucifer and God have the same genes." Sorry about that.
myraj
8:11pm friday, 24th february
i'm just so glad to see more of you. I'm a little slow to catch on. Your writings are still as sadly inspiring as always.
scribblings
3:13am sunday, 5th march
Missed your writing very much, and am glad to see you are back.
Stand
myraj
scribblings