I am a monster. I exist in a precarious place where binaries shake and shift the balance of nature and culture.
My heart stopped beating long ago, yet still I live. What reason have you for that, I wonder?
I beg my creator for answers, but there is only silence in return and the bated breath of another restless moaning night.
My greatest fear is humanity and the wretchedness it brings.
You see, I was cast as nature, and he was inspired by the greats… to penetrate deeper…to know more …and yet to penetrate deeper still.
There is no justice in he said, she said when men are rational and women erratic …and “if I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear.”