This is something I wrote awhile back and just now found it again. Tell me what you think. Please?
My Name
"Is anyone there? Can anyone here me?"
I ask these questions over and over. No answer comes to my ears. No sound reaches this quiet solitude I have entered. This solitude that I have sent myself to.
I blame my own decieving mind for it. If I had listened closely instead of ignoring and banishing my common sense I would not be here. But I am nothing if not curious.
"Curiosity killed the cat."
" You keep asking questions child and one day you'll get an answer."
I have heard it all. Listened to every warning. But did I truly listen? Or was I simply obsorbing the words? Was I just soaking them in, filing them away in a box and hiding them from memory?
No matter. Nothing I say now can change what has happened. What I have done. I listened but did not obey. I was ordered and ignored the command. I did not think of the consequences. I didn't understand the reasoning behind the command and did not try to. All I knew, all I understood was that I was forbidden. This thing I was told to do was not important enough for me to take seriously. So I did what I was told not to and now I pay the consequence.
"Is anyone there? Can anyone hear me?"
I ask these questions, knowing that I will never recieve an answer.
My name is Pandora.
My name is Eve.
My name is Curiosity.
My name is Error.
My name is whatever you may choose to call it.
Do you now see the danger one holds in the very depths of ones mind?
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