2mo

EELAI III

I think that the universe, as much as any other rational being, has its own ego. And like every ego, it urges to be defied. It seeks some kind of focal point to direct its existence and attention. It also faces its destiny. I think that defying it can generate mutual infatuation. Sometimes, my actions will bring out its kindness and suddenly change its perspective, for it enjoys the challenge. I defy the universe because I want its attention and friendship. Maybe even some good retribution from my surroundings, from intentional rifts in gravity as gifts for me. It’ll thank me for being rebellious, for resisting its laws, for setting myself free. I’m its favorite character in a cyclic story. ‘I am sorry for the pain. I am sorry for the scorching soil on which I have conceived you barefoot, but I want to see you dance, and if you dance with your soul, you will get to soar and not touch the ground so much.’ it once told me.