Madison, again
12 days and one moment of weakness equals what?
posted by Sora at 2:52 PM
Thursday, May 05, 2005
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Into this wild abyss
The womb of nature and perhaps her grave
Of neither sea nor shore nor air nor fire
But all these in their pregnant causes mixed
Confusedly, and which thus must ever fight
Unless the almighty maker them ordain
His dark materials to create more worlds,
Into this wild abyss the wary fiend
Stood on the brink of hell and looked awhile,
Pondering his voyage...
--John Milton, Paradise Lost, Book One
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8 Comments:
Who is this Madison you speak of?
Madison lives but doesn't exist. Madison is my memory and my future. Madision holds me together while tearing me apart. Madison is everything that I can't have. Madison is the most real person I will never know.
Woah, that's deep. It's like the un-reachable goal that everyone has in life. You want to make it, but you know it's beyond your reach. This is unfortunate.
It's that, and more than that. I've resisted saying this because some people think that Madison is one person...I allowed it because it was easier, and because maybe I didn't want to admit anything I didn't have to. But the concept of Madison...she's the girl I haven't seen in five years because of a stupid fight...or the guy I want to stop messing with my head, even though I like it...or anything else I need. Do you see? I needed something that could be everything.
Or something that could be nothing as well?
exactly.
who are you?
Ah, I am Anonymous. Anonymous is everyone yet no one. Anonymouse could even be Madison. However, be warned, for like Madison, Anonymous can be different people, at different times.
And if you look hard enough, you'll realize who Anonymous is. Someone who cares enough about you to talk about your feelings, yet someone that is un-reachable. I am Anonymous, Madison's namless cousin from the point that never ends, and goes on for eternity. That is who I am.
That is completely unfair. People use the name of Anonymous to hide behind, just as they use a computer screen.
Did it occur to you that I already know who you are, just by your choice of words? You are not unreachable.
Maybe you have been Madison, only not at the times you thought. Never assume anything.
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