Pathos for the Time Continuum II
So what are we becoming? I questioned this man. I looked and remembered how I was a fan of his. I stared and saw how I wanted to shape the world to him. I glared at flaws that denied my original sin. He gave me a look. Not the evil eye, not in the least, but a kind of murderous scry. He explained to me that it was not his place to stand with me face to face and give me a taste of what was possible. It was mine to bear and mine alone, didn't that seem sensible? I told you, I said kindly, that "do as thou wilt" means I will not force you into any binding. Then you are a lie. Then you are a lie. You are nothing but lies, he screamed thrice. I can't help your vice. I simply can't and won't aid the device of your destruction. You know your god, your guth, by your intent guthan, you only create friction. So create fire from this enlightened unrestriction. I simply don't understand, he said. But I do hope I will make peace with my kinsmen and my land. Again, friend. It is but of your mind that says what not and what to bind. You'll find it in time. Just remember, of your kinsmen locked within the constricts of an unkind system, do not them mime.