Tabula Rasa

It may have been what you were once expecting, but I have to admit… I’m a little taken aback. I guess I’ve never actually been this high up, I’ve never truly seen this far. I just thought there would be more. (shame) Have you always been so tall? Have you always been so high? That must be nice. You must see things nobody else does. See things like nobody else does. Well I suppose you’ve had years to pore over these gargantuan horizons, haven’t you? Almost a millennia? Yes. Yes, I figured it would have been something along those lines. Has it changed much? Well, that’s a shame. A shame. Shame. (shame) Oh no. No, I’m just thinking. At my age there’s no point dwelling on the melancholy. Who has the time? Oh, well, yes. Yes, I suppose you do. Do you even feel time anymore? It’s okay, I wasn’t ever looking for an answer. (shame) “The world is a fluttering dynamo,” somebody once said. Wholly eternal, and yet morosely finite, I say. A disappointment of the finest quality. With which do you agree? Now, that, is an interesting take. The religion of man has never really been my forte.