Anxiety

I understand leaving prematurely. I am that way, too. Better to leave while you can than risk not getting the chance at all, but do you have any idea the anxiety it causes me. In the words of Catherine Earnshaw, "You always followed me." And I struggle to catch up and honestly do not know where I get the strength to keep fighting, it almost seems I will overcome insurmountable odds to catch you but, you move ever quickly away. Is it a paradox? Like needing to gain a half way markbefore you overtake something, but there is an ever ammount of half way marks to reach making it impossible to ever really catch you, still I try because, for some reason, I think you are worth it. Talk about faith... Gavin once said that he believed in me. I was laughing because I told him that I was right there, of course I exsist. I understood a bit more while watching "Rise of the Gaurdians" How ideas get power by those who believe in them, like "Anonymous" where it was acknowledged that words are really power. I used to marvel at court scenes in Law and Order how just words could change my opinion or perspective.

It was really more of an "Inception" notion though that once thought, it could never be unthought.

And I got it. My source of never ending energy is love. Through love anything can be done. God is love and for God nothing is impossible.

One side of the conversation

Yes.

I am impressed at the complexity of it all, and wonder if there is so much more that I am not able to comprehend yet, because My awareness,now affords me to understand things that seemed mysterious.

Yes, I noticed that and recognized your hand in things, but that does not imply that I know anything and I certainly do not believe the things I catch.

If I may speak now, I wonder what the value or entertainment value of suspense is. Why are things that are waited for increased in value?

Yes, I realize time is a unique concept to each conciever.

If you must know, it is my memory.

(Much later)
Yep. I am almost always here. You know.

I thought about you and many unrealistic things. Can I ask something now?

Well, as The thoughts were coming, I felt like they clicked too easily and came more quickly than I normally comprehend. So, I wondered of their origin, a lot like that kid who believed that he was another reincarnated or something. I'm just me, but who exactly are you?

Ofcourse, search me everythy thought and feeling. I am an open book, only so many do not have the cipher.

Yes, I have heard of that. It all sounded a bit silly to me, Though. Then again, most things seem funny to me.

I knew you were mighty, but I just am me.

Oh, I definately suspected as much.

But, I could not figure out a reason, and to be reasonable requires a reason.