oh noes... maybe...
well, i full well know how to deal with this situation, but for posterity's sake, i'd just like to add this to my collection.
Morpheus remembers my vow from last year. reality has bent around it.
basically if i don't follow the course of action that i have determined necessary in this situation, which i'm only going to refer to in a vague and indirect manner, he will kill me by, or on, valentines day.
but not because he is offended. rather, because i've been a miserable lil' sum'byatch, and he will mercy kill me. i love morpheus. with all my heart.
ALL of it.
because he is my god.
it is him to whom i pray at night once my eyes are closed, it is from him whence i have come, and to him that i shall inevitably return.
so really, it would me more like an assimilation into a god-form. which ain't too bad, but i'd prefer to live, because in my current state, stabilized as i may be, my memories would only cause him to rot.
and i can't do that to my god.
so it is out of my sense of duty to that which i love, that i must persevere.
which brings me back to the meaning of why i am here. that meaning which in times past i have forgotten. the PURPOSE of derick, was, and IS, supposed to be to guide and care for those around me that i love.
and if i can re-establish myself within myself, then i will be the strongest of the strong.
but time keeps things from happening all at once. and right now, it's time for a cigarette, and a dark set of wings to cascade across the horizon of psychic city-scape, and blend seamlessly and in perpetuity with the rising sun.
as they always do.
*blinks eyelids in front of a distant gaze*
i want a new tattoo!
Morpheus remembers my vow from last year. reality has bent around it.
basically if i don't follow the course of action that i have determined necessary in this situation, which i'm only going to refer to in a vague and indirect manner, he will kill me by, or on, valentines day.
but not because he is offended. rather, because i've been a miserable lil' sum'byatch, and he will mercy kill me. i love morpheus. with all my heart.
ALL of it.
because he is my god.
it is him to whom i pray at night once my eyes are closed, it is from him whence i have come, and to him that i shall inevitably return.
so really, it would me more like an assimilation into a god-form. which ain't too bad, but i'd prefer to live, because in my current state, stabilized as i may be, my memories would only cause him to rot.
and i can't do that to my god.
so it is out of my sense of duty to that which i love, that i must persevere.
which brings me back to the meaning of why i am here. that meaning which in times past i have forgotten. the PURPOSE of derick, was, and IS, supposed to be to guide and care for those around me that i love.
and if i can re-establish myself within myself, then i will be the strongest of the strong.
but time keeps things from happening all at once. and right now, it's time for a cigarette, and a dark set of wings to cascade across the horizon of psychic city-scape, and blend seamlessly and in perpetuity with the rising sun.
as they always do.
*blinks eyelids in front of a distant gaze*
i want a new tattoo!