Aah, the silence... the solitude... no one here but me... what a pleasure to be alone in this world of bustle and activity. What a delight to be able to do, say, think, be anything, with the knowledge that no one will ever know. What a glorious game, to speak where all can hear, and watch to see if any will listen. To be in on the ultimate inside joke, known only to myself. Such is my constant blessing, and my curse. Shadow follows me wherever I go, so that I can be unseen and unheard when I wish, as well as when I do not. Will anyone see this? Will anyone know of my ramblings, and wonder if I am mad? And if they wonder, will I be able to answer with the truth? Or will my proclamation go unnoticed, lost in the crowd, echoing into oblivion, where no one can hear but myself? Answer me, O ye multitudes, you who walk blindly in the light! What will become of me, and my brethren, we who slip through the dark forests, unseen but always watching? If you answer me not, then the choice is already made. Let he with the keen eye and attentive ear take heed, lest the shadowed ones remain forever alone.
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