I had a lot of energy tonight. I started a prologue to my newest creative effort entitled "The Angel Killer". Here's hoping it will turn out okay. So far as it is unfolding before me, there is a lot of paradox. It spawned from the shortcomings of spirituality. I still feel as if I'm a deeply spiritual person, but sometimes you feel like hell and the four noble truths and eightfold paths and seven deadly sins and ten commandments and threefold law of return pseudopagan bullshit just doesn't fucking matter one damn bit. It falls short sometimes. And that damned voice of "reason" tries to sneak in the backdoor, dressed up like all the things that Truth and Reason are supposed to save you from and poisons you. It poisons your thoughts and you heart and your soul, and this is a story about stopping all that, killing the angels so to speak. Sometimes it is nice for everything to just shut up, so you can be a mortal, bleeding, human.
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