2004-12-15
At What Cost?
There are moments, when a guiding light breaks upon me, and the one hundred pound weight on my shoulders becomes no heavier than a feather. The boulder crushes and despairs me, and darkens my path, but when it seems to transform into a grain of sand, I can look at it and laugh. I grasp onto these moments of blind, foolish recklessness with a wild desperation, for they empower me to do that which I find absolutely impossible to do under the normal conditions of my nature.
So with this, I defy every parcel of fate I have heedlessly pulled down upon my head. I will conquer. My troubles will burn.