The collapse of not only polytheism, but my general psyche as well.

Step XII
Weight

Sometimes the weight of immaterial things can have a very physical effect on me. Certain stresses, as of late, I feel are actually pushing me down. Henry Thoreau had that grand concept of "building castles in the air." Noble in concept. Reality has this tendency to come crashing in, not unlike a castle that recently found it can't defy gravity, and was infantile for trying.

I have these grand ideals, about reality and existentialism, and mastering destiny and all this bullshit. That is what it is in the end. bullshit. excuse my cursing.

No matter how desperately I cling to these convictions, my life is still my life.

Cursed and blessed. middle of the road. I shudder to think how else it could be.

These days have a tendency to snake away, leaving m...