evil

so let me get this straight.

they called it evil. eve-il. the worst possible kind of energy, the worst thing ever. they named all that is bad after her. and they will sometimes even suggest the blood and cramps are the eternal curse and punishment for her atrocious aberration. she, who sought wisdom. perfect knowledge. shouldn't perfect knowledge bring us closer to a perfect god? why should a yearning for truth and knowing lead to eternal punishment?

and what then of that second sinner, whose name alone i bear. what of man's first aberration, when he raised a hateful hand against his own brother? why not cain-il?

and what of this: that both were actually taunted by a twisted god who loved to punish.

ah fuck it.
i'm just so content with my decision that the quest to seek and know such unknowable gods is perversely futile, and robs me of time to contemplate those few other less futile things. like love, and the potential for generosity, gorgeosity, and humanity. i choose instead to savour rather than seek - savour and connect with souls, songs and all manner of real and intense and intensely real moments...