Mar 26, 2005 16:14
I cannot see that the impending war will die down. The few visions--glimpses, really--that I've gotten seem to say that things will get much, much worse before they get any better.
Well, damn.
All I can do is prepare myself. Be ready when the time comes. As if that's anything more than I've ever done. Seamus mentioned something last night about people with golden wheat-sheaf pins being part of the biggest problems. I'm not sure I can do something about that, but time will tell. It isn't as if being without magick cripples me. I've had far too much time to become what I am.
Morgan...seems to have resolved himself to the fact that someday, I'll end up killing him. Is he truly so afraid that he's going to Fall? I see nothing to that end. While I know that the future isn't set in stone (not to mention I keep being told that by so many others), why that must be his end, I don't know. He only seems to see the worst in himself. I wish I knew why.
In other, perhaps more interesting news, I've actually started to see Ai. Yes, in a romantic sense. I am not entirely sure how intelligent that particular endeavour is. For so many reasons. Am I ready? What about other events going on in my life? What to do? Only time will tell, I guess. I'm not going to make any sudden decisions--I need to wait and see.
I'm at a loss for anything else to say, so I'll end this here for now.