Sight
Happened upon some pictures of Alicia today, taken on our trip to Mexico. Looking through them...I realized how pretty she was. A healthy young girl, starting to learn about the world. Now I'm wistful. Images...memories...fragments of time.
I know it didn't work because our basic energy level wasn't the same. My aggression is still just not there. And I am saddened by this, because she, as well as Candi, represented that particular element of myself which has been lost to antiquity. Aggression. Women are available on all energy spectrums...but still...there's that yearning.
Damn.
Then I think of the game, how bad it would seem to have that certain feeling disappear. A bit of love? Or romantic feeling. What of if it were to be deadened? Am I now dead? If I do die, can I be resurrected?
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