The world is a broken vessel,
and each of has a piece of glass
stuck in the center of our heart.
All we do, and all the things we'll never do;
Everything we are, and all the things we're scared we might become,
they coalesce around that shard of glass
like a pearl forms to protect an oysters sensitive skin.
If the world is to be put back in order,
we each must pull that piece of glass
out of our heart, even though
-- and especially if --
that means rediscovering our pain.
I'm here because I've spent my life searching, it seems. Even as a child, there was something about the gods that called to me, whispering strange riddles and hidden secrets into my ear. As I grew older, I began to read, and became increasingly fixated on the gods I found in my books.
I'm here because I want to bring them out of their dusty pages, because I need to bring them to this earth or, at least, bring this earth to them.
That is why I'm here.