So very much to write, so very little words to expend~.
I will tell you right off that this blog could very take a very odd turn.
But I’ll allow you no detail further on that subject, for now.
For this introduction, I’ll rein in my typical writing style and lay out mayhap some simple facts.
To know me. Or rather, to better give you an idea of what you may be reading about, I suppose.
The people that I love, I truly do love, and am quite vocal of the love thereof.
I admire men like Hitler for their tactical genius and men like Hamlet for their runabout madness.
Steak just isn’t steak to me without blood pouring out when I stab it--but I prefer vegetarianism.
On the same topic of blood and such, zombies and the end of the world honestly get my clock ticking.
Shakespeare is the man that I have devoted my wedding ring finger to since sixth grade.
My family is a four man team; Alanna, Roddy, Brittany, and Amanda. They live behind my ribs<3.
I’m probably the most controversial person that you could meet and it only makes me more so to admit it.
I have been bisexual for as long as I can remember and I laugh when people tell me to make up my mind.
I have about a thousand nicknames and aliases but there are only really three voices in my head.
Reed is the bird latched onto my shoulder, my voice of selfish, ruthless reason.
Carlisle is the man atop my head, currently pulling the strings on my fingers and my decisions.
Blithe is the blind child in my core, though she has been with me before time.
Rune is the combination of these three and all their demons; she is the woman I’ll one day become.
I have been writing since I was in elementary school and I place many of my fundamentals on this activity.
If I were to ever be deemed unable to write, I would simply go mad then destroy myself--the world along with me.
I’m explicitly proud of every little thing about me that might confuse, bewilder, estrange, scare, or enchant another.
Faerie Wicca is the only religion that I have ever strongly related to, though I do meld it to my own quite often.
I have no especially opinions strong to note, for I am an almost clinically unstable case of indifference.
However, I am very good at pretending that I do. (:
And now, the Q.O.D. This shall act as a way to include you, my lovely reader(s).
On that note, most probably, the subject of the question itself will be entirely random and have nothing to do with the blog above it.
Question of the Day: If cloning were to work, would that counter that we have a soul?
And if, say, that we do have souls, would that somehow jeopardize the well-being of its state?