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'the eons tick like seconds in the village of the dead...' Discipline
this page is titled dark desires. what are they? my desires, more than anything else, make me who i am. are my desires necessarily dark? that i cannot answer for myself. certainly i do not skulk in shadows like the stereotypical vampire, searching for a victim to slake my thirst (i'm gothy, not insane). i see desires as being spiritual. they slake the thirst of the spirit, the soul, the egyptian ka. without our desires, we are but automata, blindly walking the circles and cycles that are our lives.
i desire many things...
i desire health. i hate being sick. i loathe the fact that people, well meaning as they are, treat me differently when they find out i have cancer. i desire normalcy, whatever that is. yet i know i'll never be the person i was before i was diagnosed with cancer. i desire sanity. i desire a moment or two in each day where my mind is at rest and i am spared the constant onslaught of a thousand voices screaming at me. i desire a chance to catch up to a mind that always races. i desire quiet. not silence, quiet. there is a difference. i desire happiness. not just for me, ut for all who have touched my life. i desire acceptence...of the self...by the self...and by others. i desire a world in which there are no borders, no prejudices, no hatred. a world in which all are accepted for who they are without question.
i desire many things...
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