....and all that's really left is to realize that we are paying for choices made for us, and it grieves us to acknowledge that we are not allowed to be ourselves but instead we are presented by these two pre-ordered choices. we can either linger about as ghost monuments of things that will never come to be, or marvel in our own existence such as it is, yet not as our selves but as the spirit of the age we live in, therefore becoming both seperate and united with this energy. this fiend of Now, this strange God and the voice in our heads. Such a realization could span the becoming of the next era of creativity that would play on for the next 1000 years. The heavier the history, the heavier the curse.
