Mortal Angel

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

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

 

Seventeen ~ Foolishness

T-----,

       Your mislead notions of man's importance and our supposed weakness grow tiresome. When will you cease this ridiculous behaviour? I am beginning to fear that you truly believe all you have said, and such a thought thoroughly disgusts me. That you have conjured feelings for this writer, and allow yourself to believe they are real! The impurities of this air seem to have damaged your mind, darling. What is love but a more acceptable name for desire, possession and ego? You claim it fills the emptiness which consumes us. No mere human can correct what Heaven itself lacked! If this hole can be filled, it can only be done by our own actions; pleasure stills the vacuum, we need only find a way to prolong it. The soul's control of the body will silence the soul's cries. There is nothing beneficial a human has that we do not have in greater abundance. We do not need them, we only use them at our convenience.

       M----- seems nearly completely under the spell of your false words, you must realise this. It is, of course, his choice to be led by your inconsistent doctrines, but I am dismayed that you should have the audacity to treat one of us as a mere plaything, as you might a mortal. Admittedly, he was particularly susceptible to such foolishness - despite his close relationship with L-----, he nearly left us for that singer of his - but he, at least, returned to us and his senses before he slipped as far as you have. You have allowed yourself to become a mockery of all we are, a pathetic shell of what you once were and ought to be. We have no less than we had Before - we have far more, for now we have the freedom to follow our own desires without being held back by His arbitrary decrees.

       And you... you claim to have found what we left There in a simple human?

       What have we left behind that we would still want?

       I should like to think more of than all of this, I cannot see how such piecework ideas and ill-fitting logic as you have been declaiming can satisfy you in the manner you describe. Your ideals have been reduced to the lyrics of popular song, your thinking no more far-reaching than that of a schoolboy with a crush.

       You realise you will quite spoil the reputation of us all by this ridiculous behavior. I most certainly do not want my nightly paramour to begin asking if I care for them, expecting some ludicrous, petty human invention! We shall have to begin again making our selves clear - this is one matter we would prefer not to be shrouded in nebulous rumour. If you continue on in our circles with such behavior, all of us will become suspect of harbouring such notions, having at every turn to refute what the rest of us have so rightly shunned for so long.

       If you are so disillusioned with what we have, darling, none of us are stopping you from dropping to your knees and begging to be let Return.

       Whatever you choose to do, do not burden us with your nonsensical drivel any longer. If you will not recant these absurdities, then I must ask you to take them elsewhere.