Where to start...

Once again there this attempt to create something divine...something that tracends me...that transcends what it is to be human...something that will be hard for time to travel across...even though compared to a grander scale of events perhaps even this all such things and more can be taken in a stride...but even so it is greater than we are?...Its our resistance that we show to time..our natural enemy...we all have to leave our marks...we dont exactly know who for cause its certainly not ourselves...for we will not be here...but its a comfort to know that you gave time a good kick in the shins when it was trying to erase you...tough you probably broke your toes but thats little loss to an already fadding being...our struggle againt time does not alloe for comfort anyway...so whats a little more pain?...atleast it makes those earlier times look better doesnt it...so we have to create...we have to give that kick...to try and become divine...to erase ourselves...cause who creates does not live his creation but only pours into it...we are not gods...even though we would bear everything just to be like them...forget ourselves...so am planning to do the same...i may even fail to capture his image let alone his quality...but then again only a few die an honourable death...its the price we pay i guess...but i have to do it...cause thats the only way i have been taught to live...and now i am afraid its too late...i have to come out of this stupor...land my blow...have to become become stronger...i need to suffer...i need to die with my false honor pinned to my kafan...i want my merit badge...