August 29, 2008 - 6:24am — Hubalaboo
Things have been on my mind. To understand; I seek it. But often I am too young. I am but a fawn; I say those words so frequently. There are so many things I wish to understand. Perhaps only age will bring it forth. *sigh* It is hard to wait. There are so many mysteries I wish to solve. To understand... What is knowledge?
The Lady Paint, the Painted Lady, whose taint is hidden to me...
How the Forest was before... How us deer came to be, did we start as smaller things...
Why the wrongful trees ever had to grow...
So many questions...
*shakes head* But I cannot enter the Forest, and the way to understand lies hidden. My human tells me that she needs a new 'computer', whatever that may be, and until then my sister and I shall not run in the Forest. And my mind-Forest contains no deer, only the dreamy Forest itself, but even it is fainter and unreal than the proper Forest. We live on the pictures, and we hope...
I must admit... I am so lonely... The way to making friends is so very blocked. My sister is company, and the trees and flowers and creatures in my mind-Forest speak to me, and Anzel too, but still... At least I am able to speak here. I am grateful for that.
Do I thirst too much for knowledge? Is it truly knowledge that I seek? Again I question. Hmm.
Aww. *hugs* Dont worry,
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Thank you, Emiva. It shall
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