Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Recollections

People wonder who I am. I get peppered through these stories so much. The dreaded "Lord Anumaja." It surprises me sometimes, just how much people claim I influenced lives. If they truly wanted to get rid of me, why not just turn off all the drama surounding my name? I illicit such strong feelings, you'd think I was a God or a treasured lover. While these ideas stroke my ego, I hardly think they do the situation justice.

In all truth I am a being that has been around for a very long time. Every few generations I would rear my pretty head to cause mischeif. I was always called. By one person or another, one faction or another. I was never around when I was not -wanted- by atleast one individual. What did I do to the Ephymereans? Nothing I hadn't done before. I burned cities to the ground with a thought, took lovers as I pleased, and killed anyone I thought needed to be dead at the time. Granted I can be a little impulsive, but that's my nature.

It is 100% natural for me to act as if I were an instrument of destruction gone horribly astray. Am I an instrument of destruction? Absolutely not...I am an instrument of chaos, and that's a bit different. I do not destroy in any sort of systematic plan...usually...it's at random that my inner struggle flares and sends me off to slaughter millions with a thought. I did not ask for this, I did not make myself this way, it is typically NOT my will that I do such things.

Do I enjoy who am I?...Mmm, for the most part. There are negative consequences to my lifestyle. Whether chosen or not...For example, I lose people that I come to covet. Like, Eugene for instance. I treasured him. I covetted him and I saught to hold him in the palm of my hand like a beautiful gem. In the end, it was my nature that took him away from me. Ignacious seeks to punish me for my nature...that is his folly ultimately. He seeks revenge against me, because I murdered his son. Yes, I did it, I admit it...But had I not done it, The End would never have come and the Ephymereans would never have managed to break free of their torment and come to live here.

Like so many 'bad' things in the world, I am a necessity. I will forever be crawling under your skin and wriggling in your veins like a poisoned serpant.

I am forever...

...I am Chaos...

~Anumaja

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