Desirable Company
Yes, I have problems, who wouldn’t in this world? But should I be crucified for such a hinderance upon my mind? I believe not- has this state of mind of mine halted the grievances of my peers? Of course not! We are a self preserving breed, we seek out our lives continuity above anything else. It is only natural for this healthy dose of selfish behavior to be present in each creature we call human.
“Your peers, so you see yourself without the company of platonic companions?”
None in the here and now, I may have met a few souls who were kind enough to hear me out on my personal perceived objections- but none who have taken the time to challenge me on the cognitive level. I believe a companion to be a soul that matches your own to a degree. A creature that can challenge you- and conversely- you to challenge them. Do not confuse my words here for constant confrontation- I speak of playful banter that causes one to exert their strengths- or to transfigure weakness into strength.
“Do you see yourself as misunderstood in this world?”
Misunderstood is quite the understatement- I am seldom perceived as the character that I am. Like a blind shepherd among his herd- he is, in many ways, more apt than the sheep- however he is only misfortunate in one area of his senses! The sheep assume he cannot lead because of his unfortunate ailment- for they have one quality he lacks- even so, the sheep have not reached his level of comprehension. They often reside inside their realm of comfort- the known- yet the shepherd desires to reach beyond that realm- he wishes to explore past what is amidst his psychology. The sheep fall short in the vast sea of his passion to learn. He wishes to find solace among another beast akin to him. The only way he can find those like himself is to pay a hefty price just to gain access to knowledge and souls.
“Ah, and the shepherd, he is not capable of conjuring up this cost?”
He would spend the rest of his life in such a debt.
“I see, and the shepherd is you?”
Indeed.
“It must be rough to be you.”
Rough? No no no, boring? Yes, that would make much more sense in my case. I am an active mind surrounded by passive people.
“I could only imagine that blessing often confused to be a curse.”
My mind goes untrained as I seek the right person to challenge. Reading gives me the unvaried pleasure of speaking to a companion.
“So you have stopped searching?”
No no no, I still search for the flesh of the minds I read about. Any one creature that embodies the very essence of the brilliant perceptions I have seen. From Mary Shelley to William Shakespeare- I desire to see a donnish mind in the flesh! Someone who matches my abilities and possesses the passion to go further. I will unearth this soul, or perish trying.
“With that psyche, I have faith that you will find them!”
“Ah, this concludes our time together. I look forward to hearing you again, you are a very intriguing beast indeed.”
Farewell for now, I shall return to speak again.
“Farewell, friend.”