Questionnaire

How do you try to kill something you love?

By knowing its weakness well enough. By making it impossible for it to come to life ever again.

Why do you try to kill something you love?

To save it from a worse fate... As i heard and hated all the years of my obedience telling me. Love is protecting that which you love. Putting it in a cage to lock out the bad guys.

Why do you assume you know best?

Because i do what all my senses tell me is right. For another, I am selfless. How can that not be the best?

Why do you hunt a thing you cant gather?

It wasnt a hunt afterall. I didnt gather afterall. Maybe i didnt know it wasnt an animal to be killed. And now... Now its over.

Who do you think you are?

The voice of reason. The voice of love. The voice of impatience and perfection in one.

Can you face the waves, the rain and the pain... for the gain?

No i dont think i can. Because some things are better left alone and undone.

Do you know you are not all knowing?

I will not grace that with an answer. Its too immature.

Who is this?

This is the dream.

What if you find out everything you un-did could be re-done?

I dont think that it can. And if it does. It'll end later if not sooner. So why bother?

What if i start answering instead of you?

You shouldnt. You cant.

Yes i can. CAN. and WILL. I live in a world of 'will's and wonders. Not 'wont's.

Can you accept you may be wrong?

Yes. But i dont operate alone, so my being off the mark would mean alot of people are. Which is possible, yes.

Do you believe in forever?

*laughs* Yes. But it does not go by in one state. Good times. Bad times.

Do you believe in faith or logic?

Both. With practicality.

What is love?

I think love is accepting a person for who they are, not who it is that makes me feel good about me and what i want, accepting another's right to chose. Even if its not something i want for them. The only possession in love is the kind i want. Togetherness.

What is time?

Something that passes. Time means little to me. Because. I already know.

What is perfection?

Everything from one thing. Expecting that. Nothing contains everything. That includes all strengths, flips and weaknesses too.

What is truth?

That which you tell to the one you trust completely. It is what you base your life on. What i base my life on. What gives me understanding.

What is the point of this questionnaire?

Wait, didn't i just state nothing is perfect? Fuck if i know the point.

Did you just curse at this lifeless question!

Yeah, why not? IM ONLY HUMAN.

Jeez, don't you have the patience to explain?

Maybe not. People have a propensity for assuming they know everything. And for not being able to turn time when it still can be. The future's a vast playground we can work in, run in, play in, with each other. Thats very hard to explain unless you can shake some sense into them. Hence the helplessness. Of all the wise who love the fool. And all the fools who love the wise.

Time heals all wounds. Yet. Truth stands the test of time. My paradox is purple and fluid. And prevails in my presence, in my love.