Throughout the recorded history and religious practices. The one thing that is a constant in ancient cultures and religions. Is the belief in key elements. The Wushu lists 5 to the common 4. Those being fire, Earth, water, metal, and wood. The most commonly believed are the big 4 as I call them. Fire, Earth, air, and water. Either way these culture of the world believe your life is born under one key element or guided by one. As for me I do believe we are born of them all but have the key guiding one. I have a special connection to fire. The heat and beauty have always calmed me down. The crackle of its fuel source snapping and singing like an opera singer making me love it. The beauty of watching the fire dance like a Prima Ballerina Assluta and a Primier Danseur Noble preform like their lives depend on it. It has it true positives like I love learning new things and seeing things in greater detail then most. The negatives are that I burn out at amazing greater rates the older I get. Along with the fact that relationships don’t really last because much like hobbies I learn all I can and consume it. I consume all of it because this new exotic fuel source make the fire inside burn brighter and hotter in me then it can in others. After it’s consumed I leave the fuel source because it’s burned out and just ashes of what it was. I’ve had relationships with other people that are fire and while they are fun it’s always a struggle to burn each other out and eat each other’s fuel. It start honest and becomes more or a pissing contest in the end. I can’t be with water it tries to put me out and hurts me. Wood people are either far to weak and eat them like kindling or too tough and I try my hardest to burn them down. When I do the consumption tastes the best. Earth people hold me close and treat me like children. Sometimes they try to smother me and I need to leave. Metal people are my favourite people well for friends not lovers. My best friend is a metal person couldn’t ask for a better piece of shit in my life lol. I can’t consume them but i can make them uncomfortable and stronger in the end of the adventure. If you add air they push me and feed they make me dance in ways I’ve never known I could. Fire people don’t thrive in small towns. Not enough fuel basic or exotic to keep them feed and happy. They need to move and consume. The biggest struggle of being born and Baptised in fire is that we all to often consume in a gluttonous manner rather then eat in a healthy way. We are wild and untameable. Nothing holds you back but yourself and how you want to consume the world. Then once we’ve settled down we feel like a bird locked in a cage we want to fly but know we can’t and feel a part of us die. I’m going to leave on this note might come back to it later.

So anyway the fire will keep burning waiting to find the person that feeds it the best and keeps it in check.