August 29, 2004

"And what does it cost you, over and over again?"

Two gold coins to take you where you need to go... the river is a dark place, that unforgiving whore... All she wants is to drag you down... step lightly and breathe the fumes of indifference as we float down stream on our own river Styx.

One misstep could ruin it all. All. Subjective in it's own right, isn't it? What is everything to someone?

My everything could be nothing to you. Probably is. It won't matter soon. No, it won't matter to me anymore...

They say that before you can become who you're meant to be, the River demands a sacrifice... what will She get from you?

Without words of farewell or parting tears, I took what we had made... took it from deep within me and stared at it one last time... You could still see a fleck or two of gold that sparkled through the growing cancer that threatened to consume it entirely...

Is this your offering?

I took a step to the edge and stared at the black water - that silent, still water. One breath escaped my lips as I felt it roll off the edges of my fingers. It was consumed in that dark liquid... a single ripple swallowed it whole and traveled away from my trembling hand.

It is done.

I turned away from the man who had no face...

We can proceed.