L I B I T I N A

MORS IRRUMAT OMNIA

The desperate need to consume everything even though I know I'll always be a lamb to be devoured by someone else. I want to get corrupted by the knowledge of this wicked world. Self-preservation be damned. Language, history, science, life, and death. My soul wants to be corrupted beyond comparison, and I want to become a god with the knowledge of it all.

Never will I attain the status of a god. And that notion jolts my soul with a piercing pain. I realise that sounds arrogant. I do not, however, require dominion over mankind or over other living things.

My interest lay with the dead and the hidden.