Humanoid Metamorphosis

Humanoid Metamorphosis

I used to believe that humans’ most tragic flaw is our inability to change, I guess I was wrong. We Do Change!

I myself have become someone that I would not have known years back. Now I have this cruel need to aid others, fully aware that I would suffer in the end. I say things that I would normally keep inside for the sake of self-preservation. I say things that will allow people to discover the true me (Hei! this blog is a major example of this.) when I know fully well that my greatest fear is t be known. Just yesterday I did something that I would normally never do, something that many would perceive as a risk to one’s reputation, yet I went with it anyway. I might be becoming suicidal. Not in the literal sense but rather in a self-destruction kind of way. I guess Poe was right about his Imp of the Perverse!

In fact, I’m not the only one who is changing. Everyone...Family...Friends...Relatives...Everyone is undergoing this Humanoid Metamorphosis. I see
The Innocent becoming The Wise
The Naïve becoming The Manipulator
The Virgin Madonna becoming The Lady Marmalade
The Saint becoming The Sinner
The Angel becoming The Devil
The Meek becoming The Bold
The Lamb-protecting Lion becoming The Wooly-Babe-eating Carnivore!

Eve Has Finally Consumed The Blasted Apple Of Wisdom!

What I want to say in this entry is that I am changing. It is not comfortable. I do not know what its outcomes are. I am scared! Very Scared! Yet excited.

I AM NOT WHAT I AM!