Carmen Domínguez, 20 May 2003 – Present Day [ Completed ]

[Allycat]

It's been a while since I registered this one, but just had to figure out where I wanted to go. At one point I wanted to make a story around it, but I ended up deciding against that, and to just to the core of the story. It's very expirimental, so I suppose not everyone will like it; I hope you'll appreciate originally of the expiriment though.

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"En el desierto, soy uno de millón.

In the desert, I am one of a million,

but not quite the same.

The sun is burning.

The heated up sand would have hurt my feet.

All around me.

Death.

No form of live dares come here"¦

except me, because I am Death.

I am beyond Death.

No temo la muerte; muerte me temo.

I do not fear death; death fears me.

I am"¦

Am I? "¦

I think, therefore I am"¦

but what if I only think so?

There's only one way to confirm,

others must think I am.

So, then"¦ I am what other think I am;

so then I don't control me,

others control me"¦ others are me.

That is true. I'm a Slayer;

others are Slayers too.

They are me and I am them

but how can I be them

if they are me and I am them and they are me? "¦

Can I be, if I am alone like I am?

Funny I should say like I am,

I imply I am;

is implication enough to be? "¦

I'm digressing "¦ I am here alone.

Nobody can think of me;

nobody can control me.

No Watcher to say what to do,

but am I still a Slayer?

And am I still? "¦

Nobody can think of me,

but if I were to return,

they would think of me again.

And I would control what

they thought of me.

So, am I me after all? "¦

I don't know,

but my thoughts don't make me,

and maybe other thoughts don't make me either"¦

But I am not in control.

I did not make me.

My parents made me.

And something else"¦

the Watcher didn't make me;

he wanted to though.

The Slayer made me"¦

My school teachers,

my aunts and uncles,

my peers made me too"¦

Did I make them too? "¦

Am I God? "¦

I'm sure I can punch just as hard as God.

Are we all God?

Even if we can't punch that hard? "¦

Physical power is nothing.

Through thoughts others are;

through actions others are made"¦

If physical power is nothing"¦

Why do I have it? "¦

Why are monsters,

if nobody believes they are real,

are they? "¦

They sure punch hard too. "¦

If I forget hard enough,

will they not be. "¦

If the nightmares became reality;

shouldn't we all just go to sleep forever? "¦

Must I fight and kill, if I'm the good guy? "¦

How does that make me good?

Because the Watcher says so?

If you watch, you can judge,

but if you act, you're not allowed to,

because you're too subjective"¦

How am I different from the monster?

He kills to feed"¦

don't we humans kill to feed too?

Why are they evil and not we too?

I don't kill to feed,

aren't I the worse of the lot?

Why am I called a hero then? "¦

I'm a hero for one kind

and a villain for another.

I am good and bad at the same time.

Is there something such as good?

Or bad? "¦

Surely, if you can be both through one act,

then the act is neither.

So, all this Slaying amounts to nothing"¦

It's a sport, a game"¦

I don't want to play"¦

But what if life's a game;

if I don't play along"¦

can I be alive? "¦

What is living anyway?

What are the rules? "¦

I can't live if I don't know the rules,

but if I don't live,

I'll never be able to learn the rules"¦

that is, if there are any rules at all.

So, am I? "¦

I am "¦

But do I want to be?"


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Oh, and yay, the Slayer doens't die! 😉

 

[Bubbles]

Wow, I love it...sent shivers up my spine. Amagingly written!

 

[killerdwarf]

I'll second that! I really like this, Ally...it's very different. Very stream-of-consciousness. I can see a young girl suddenly called having this in her head...very well done!