what if my mother was right and i am, in fact, a demon? or a doppleganger inhabited by a demon? somehow led to believe that i am or was a real person, just waiting for the right moment to snap and become a bloodthirsty monster? oh, wait, i already am a bloodthirsty monster. right.
what if it IS all a conspiracy?
:O
Poking fun at my own delusional self, or actually quite worried? YOU decide. : D [with black buttons for eyes.]
About Me
- Patience
- I spent several years wandering through the figurative wilderness of life alone, sometimes literally. I called it "Rambling Lunacy" and told myself I was something other than human, something that belonged Outside. I believed in God; I was not so sure God believed in me.
And then I fell in love. And then I moved 3000 miles across the country. And then, through some strange and nebulous process which remains obliquely mysterious, I got adopted by the Episcopal church in the little college-town I'd drifted to. And now things don't look quite so bleak.
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