i think gods would think humans foolish, for wanting so much and gaining so little and wanting yet more
but a god could never understand the fragility of life and the flutter of a heartbeat
a god would never know the swell of a touch and the vividity of a scent
like icarus to the sun, we're always climbing
but daedalus would never have held him back
and opportunities for a bountiful yet flightless life are opportunities seldom passed
and i know we'll never reach anything perfectly
but god, does that not lessen the wanting
and god, that just increases the reward
and by god, i will do anything for this
because a god may think humans foolish but i am not a god
and i will take what the earth offers me with all manner of claws and teeth
and when fate scratches me, long and deep down my side, perhaps i will take a little morsel as i go
and perhaps, though reckless desire never rewarded a hero, enough desire can drive a miracle
we are all gods, by birthright
as ants in this universe, we will make our destiny
we will have this dance
and i will take it all and more, thirsty and snapping, animalistic and hungry
and if that is all i am to a god, so be it
they do not know what hides beneath
they do not know churning passion, and
they do not know love.
and what if i started a secret blog. and what if i used it. and what if.