08: are you scared of the dark? why or why not?
i’ve always been afraid of dark spaces. obscurity means vulnerability and no one adores being vulnerable.
it’s worse when you’re like me though; when you can feel them. the dark goes from a comforting blanket—transforms—when they arrive. it’s a subtle shift, one that raises the hair on your neck. your whole body tenses—thrown into fight or flight; you can do neither.
the only option is a light source and you need it fast because yes, there’s the chance that this one is just a curious voyer—an fascinated soul—or... it’s not. but will you risk that? can you?
16: do you believe in past lives? if so, who do you think you once were?
it so happens that i do! according to my studies reincarnation could very well be plausible—if you so believe; i find it hard to believe that people of another faith would have the same path or destiny.
the question of who i once was... an interesting one i would say. no one should really know about their past since the divine is so careful in their work—keyword: should. some of us come out a bit... neglected. perhaps it’s just a stylistic choice—who am i to question the divine?
alas, i sometimes... dream of fire; the rolling boil of my flesh and the hoarse chunks of salt in my throat; perhaps to signify screaming but... the strained feel of my cheeks hints at something different...