Marriage has been against my postmodern sensibilities, and a fellow postmodern has decided he is going to marry after all, and of course, it affects me. Must I succumb in the end to the fatalistic phenomena? Must I surrender to the normalcy and admit my humanity? At the back of my mind, I had hoped the stasis persists. And this rocks my stability. It comes tumbling back, everything comes tumbling back and I have no defence against it. I don't understand Him at all, but then, I could never underestimate the power of the collective unconscious of which He is the Master, the Mind aspect of the Trinity.
I am not human. I am waiting and ever since 15, I am merely living on borrowed time.
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Marriage is not a normal thing to do. Hmm. Maybe that's why you're scared of it.
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