Today is fire, and she burns...
So I'm sure there are those wondering why I have not really updated in so long. All I'm really going to say is that I still remain the Master of Persistence, if nothing else. Purposefully vague, because that's how things seem to be at the moment. Recently, a friend reminded me of the book Neuromancer by William Gibson. Briefly flipping through its pages again, I suddenly realized part of why I enjoy the book so much. I understand it, and I appreciate it. I understand it from its standpoint that we do what we must in order to live. No matter what our plans are, we still take one day at a time, doing what we can with what we have. I appreciate it for its candor. It immerses completely into what it is: dense, cryptic, honest. At least, that's how I see it. There's a point where hopes and dreams eventually burn away to something else once we begin truly to realize them. In my own experience, my deliberations eventually work out, but never usually the way I intend. Realistically, I blame myself and my idealism, although "blame" isn't the precise word for such. At some point, the world may tear away your emotions, leaving yourself as "this screaming machine".
Only then will you realize what it is to burn.
Only then will you realize what it is to burn.