Mortal Angel

{the vulnerable scrawl that wants to be my novel for NaNoWriMo}

Monday, November 08, 2004

 

Nine ~ Sensation

C----- darling,

       Last night was wonderfully delicious, my dear, your talents are truly a compliment to your kind. Certainly you are the nearest mankind has come to our level of skill. M----- has been touting praise of you to any who cared to hear, and I must say he did not greatly exaggerate. Ah, it is nights such as that which reaffirm our decision to frequent this otherwise asinine world. The pleasures of the physical, darling, such exquisite stimulation and consuming sensation. The tactile beauty of silk or a lover's heated breath fluttering over the anticipating nerves of sensitive flesh. Things of Divine nature have an innate desire for order, for logic, but ah, the blissful confusion brought on by complete ecstacy! Body and soul, one's entire self, lost amidst waves of pure rapture. And what is reason but an intransigent framework around which man may wrap his feeble mind, in his pathetic attempts at understanding his world? And morality! Your kind only limits itself still farther by imposing with strict rigidity the most arbitrary of rules. Darling, darling, relationships within gender have been both upheld and abhorred, the intentional killing of infants both a ghastly crime and a ritual of necessity, religion seen as both the highest and most easily ignored mandate. your history is riddled with such astonishing contradictions, and similar conflicts hold endless reign over your lives - but such can only be expected from bastard creatures like yourselves, eternal souls bound within mortal vessels, tied to a world where all things die.

       The logic and order of which He seems to be fond so often falter that I am amazed He dares claim to uphold them.

       All things, especially on this earth, are in a constant flux, clouds which blur truths beyond recognition. All that one can depend on is oneself, my dear, a reality which all would do well to accept, as we have.

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