| miroir_elegance ( @ 2008-04-26 22:09:00 |
Requiem for a dreamer
It was the greatest moment of my life, and I was not even awake...
Am I made only to live in the realm of the abstract, where all I desire is untouchable?
Is my flesh and blood made to forever be denied the most simple pleasures?
Yet it is not the physical which I am longing for, though it is a part of it.
Am I not human, after all?
Or am I a beast...
And who... could ever learn, to love a beast?
I have long believed that our souls are what links us to one another, that the bodies were but shallow ships that carry us, the true essence within. And we must look past it. Does justice still exist?
- Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem....
It was the greatest moment of my life, and I was not even awake...
Am I made only to live in the realm of the abstract, where all I desire is untouchable?
Is my flesh and blood made to forever be denied the most simple pleasures?
Yet it is not the physical which I am longing for, though it is a part of it.
Am I not human, after all?
Or am I a beast...
And who... could ever learn, to love a beast?
I have long believed that our souls are what links us to one another, that the bodies were but shallow ships that carry us, the true essence within. And we must look past it. Does justice still exist?
- Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem....