Foolish Mortal Boy
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Foolish mortal boy. Why do you seek one out such as myself? Do you not understand your own flaw? I am everything that you think you want and much more than you need. All you saw was your own thrill of the hunt. You are selfish and self centered as you were created to be. No one here can handle getting everything they want. You were not made for peace or contentment. You were created to doubt and look behind. You were created to always be in search of something better but unknown. Did you not see that your mind could not take on what I am? I am not a mortal woman. I am immense purity. What I can cause you to feel would tear at the fabric of your own humanity. I am torture for your mind, heart, and soul. I was meant to be a legend. I was meant to be an endless quest, enjoyed not analyzed or kept. I was created as a test of human nature. I cannot be weaved into the meaninglessness of your world or your life. My dreams are not your dreams. Your pressures and self doubts mean little to me. They are linked to things that are not of my world. I am balance. I am peace. I am love, unrestrained and unconditional. I am kindness in its most natural state. I pass over you with the crispness and clarity of pristine natural waters.
Your quest made me appear and your doubt will cause me to fade from your view but never from your mind. My love will burn thru your skin but it will not link me helplessly to your mortal shell thru doubt and misery like the love of a mortal woman would. The memory of what you have seen in me will corrupt you. Your heart will seek me endlessly and denounce the love of a mortal woman who would pledge her days to you. I am empowering and life threatening. I am the vision every man sees in hindsight. Everything they should have looked for but did with out. Why do you think mortal women were given talent in manipulating their own beauty and need? How else would they ensnare a mortal fool? If you were all created to be able to achieve that which you seek in me, where would the mortal woman be? I appear to bewilder. We had our brief moment. We would be part of each other always. The memory of me and of what I am could drive you towards obsession and insanity. Why have you come? Why do you attempt to trap me here? Why do you search for me fervently? Why, once I am here and you have felt my power do you shy away in fear? Foolish mortal boy, you should have chased the shallow heart of a mortal girl. Why wish for regal purity? Why wish for such meaning? Why die for me when the mortal woman was made to live for you? So few were designed to reach their goal of finding me. Even fewer were made to accept and understand what I am.
I cannot give that which every foolish mortal seeks. I go on forever. I cannot grow old and die with you. My love cannot end with you. As you struggle with your mind, what is it that you are attempting? Are you trying to control the rage of thoughts my presence brings? Do you attempt to build the strength to be beside me? Do you seek to drown my memory deep within yourself and settle for the meager love of a woman? She can love you as much as she is capable of loving. Are you trying to undo what you have done? You have come too far. Neither option will work for you now. Fading away is easy for me. I have done it many times before. I am love. I can enjoy you and walk away contented. You would be a short story in my endless existence. You would not have the same fate. I would become the memory that would over shadow everyone in your future. My scent would torment you with each spring breeze. As the autumn leaves fall down your face, you would be carried into memories of my long ebony hair sweeping softly across your cheek. Your finger tips would even turn against you by comparing everything you touch to my soft skin. I am the eternal 'what if'.
This is what awaits you should you act on your fears. I am the memory of the one that got away that pierces thru the heart of the oldest of men. Tho their hearts are filled with regret and ache, they still chose to share the story. The story passes from one generation into the next and from century to century ensuring that the hunt for me continues. It ensures that this history repeats itself. It skews the definition of mortal love. Knowledge of my existence cheapens the limited love that mortals are meant to enjoy. In seeking me out you have trapped yourself. What choices do you now have? My company, tho enlightening and satisfying, would burn thru your life force quickly. Then there is the endless days of a life of regret without me. I haven't the power to make you un-see all that you have seen. The clarity that you have seen in me will cast a fog over all the mediocracy in your world. Either way your heart is infected and will stay with me as is with all of those who have hunted me before you.
Yet in all my power, I allowed myself to be found by you. I didn't allow you the disappointment of a life long failed quest. All the hearts that have been left to me and dedicated to me thru these quests provide no cure to the loneliness a timeless creature feels. A foolish mortal boy who won't give up his quest is the perfect place for me to hide in. Should you decide to be fearless and let me in I could hide in you and rest from being hunted. In return, the same love that you hunted then feared when you felt it, that love that resonates from my body would heal you and keep you whole. It seems that for a certain type of foolish mortal boy I would become the foolish immortal queen.
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