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Days you wish were present continue to elude you. But the days you wish were past stretch onward. (The ever continuing search to finds ones place, perhaps?)
Yesterday pushes into today. Today becomes tomorrow. (The feeling one is continuously making decisions based on the past and present, ultimately shaping their future?)
The delights one had in childhood are brought fourth, only to dissolve into nothing before your eyes. The nightmares one has as an adult haunt your sleep, threatening to pull you into their alluring, yet equally deceptive, embrace. (That which we cannot attain is vital, while what we feel we desire is fatal.)
Avoiding what is feared. Fearing what is unknown. Not knowing what is vital to our own well-being.
Seeking what we want. Wanting what we desire. Desiring what is fatal to ourselves.
Hmmm...
Continuing down the second path, either by purpose or coincidence, one cannot help but look for something once their fate has been realized. A way out. A savior, if one is inclined to believe in such a thing. Any... thing to save them from their downward spiral.
Yet... if that something should come in the form of something that is feared; something that is unknown; something that is vital... Would one be wise to accept it and chance a change? Be it good or bad? Or would it be wiser to reject it and accept their, presumably, determined fate?
A question that should be easy to answer ends up being more difficult than most...
...there's still a short time before classes are supposed to begin, isn't there? Perhaps I'll head back to Second Miltia for a few days. There's not much there, but compared to here, it's got to be better.
Yesterday pushes into today. Today becomes tomorrow. (The feeling one is continuously making decisions based on the past and present, ultimately shaping their future?)
The delights one had in childhood are brought fourth, only to dissolve into nothing before your eyes. The nightmares one has as an adult haunt your sleep, threatening to pull you into their alluring, yet equally deceptive, embrace. (That which we cannot attain is vital, while what we feel we desire is fatal.)
Avoiding what is feared. Fearing what is unknown. Not knowing what is vital to our own well-being.
Seeking what we want. Wanting what we desire. Desiring what is fatal to ourselves.
Hmmm...
Continuing down the second path, either by purpose or coincidence, one cannot help but look for something once their fate has been realized. A way out. A savior, if one is inclined to believe in such a thing. Any... thing to save them from their downward spiral.
Yet... if that something should come in the form of something that is feared; something that is unknown; something that is vital... Would one be wise to accept it and chance a change? Be it good or bad? Or would it be wiser to reject it and accept their, presumably, determined fate?
A question that should be easy to answer ends up being more difficult than most...
...there's still a short time before classes are supposed to begin, isn't there? Perhaps I'll head back to Second Miltia for a few days. There's not much there, but compared to here, it's got to be better.