Is it not the case that many a life journey starts out in the opposite direction to its destiny?
But I marry myself. I take my fate as within.
If you remembered somebody was as real as yourself, how could you kill anybody?
Is beauty enhanced or adulterated by utility?
Where we choose to be, where we choose to be--we have the power to determine that in our lives. We cannot reel time backward or forward, but we can take ourselves to the place that defines our being.
Pardon me, dear human self, capable of the most heinous degradation, capable of soaring.