Entry 1 Kiramachi tu es Vigo...
I have not had the time to write my thoughts since the all of this has begun. It seems like distant echoes in my memory of the people I once considered comrades and friends They were not living a righteous path and had to be saved from their discretion. Some say I am too harsh to be an Angelic being. I say man is too weak to be God's favored. Someone must show them the way. Since releasing my former journeymen from their grasp on life and delivering them into an unending afterlife I have found a new crew to travel with. I find myself now the Captain of a boat and have a sense they only keep me around because I can cure disease, since every creature's head seems to explode and infect everyone or to heal them since they seem to always be close to death's door. I envy the sleeping, as I watch them, not watching me. Wishing at times that I could know the peace they see as I am stuck in never-ending wakefulness. Sometimes dark thoughts enter my mind as I watch them so peaceful, almost as if they were at resting eternally. Sometimes I feel that would be best for certain individuals to seek that never ending rest but I am uncertain. This is all just the ravings of a being left to watch all and I'm sure nothing will come of it. Too long with these mortal beings though brings a sense of despair into me. They are all so weak, especially when they are dreaming.
Save me from my desires Great Savior,
Your everlasting servant,
Kiramachi
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