Fables and Stuff

This hot,red, searing surge of blood that you feel coursing through you, that makes you want to crush everything and everyone who makes you feel anything less than what you are , every ounce of effort made to mold you into the way they want, to crush you spirit - remember it. This is real. This is not some lame figment of your imagination or a creation of your insecurities. This is as real as the hidden lambastes that show up when you make a comment on something and give your advice based on your experiences, which are utterly baffling and completely bullshit, because it was yours. This is not just family. This is every other person in this world.Their hypocrisies, contradictions, and absolute rigidness in their determination to make you follow every rule they have laid down and worship it with reverence.Do not forget this feeling.I know what comes next, after this burning anger - guilt. I know you.You will feel guilty for feeling angry , because that is how childlike your soul stil...

It doesn’t  matter what you think of me , I do not ride a black horse and go around the world with the purpose of taking someone’s life and inflicting extreme pain that comes along with complex human emotions that are way too   difficult for me to navigate through and pin down into the very first paragraph. It is the only way to maintain balance in this humongous and chaotic universe.More often than not, I feel that the person who’s soul I’ll be taking   does not deserve such an end , but my job description didn’t exactly have inquisitive as the prime quality required. In case you didn’t already guess, I am death.Most of my time is spent giving orders to grim reapers and delegating work among them, but since I personally don’t have to make the rounds of collecting souls. I have a lot of free time but no one to share it with.It is due to this predicament of my life that I have long since taken an interest in watching human lives because that is the most entertaini...