a little something Im working on...
Oct. 11th, 2002 03:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lazchanOne of the worst things that I see happening is that we lose a life—someone dear to us—too early. People that have many things left in the world to do, and it’s cut short by some mistake. Where are the angels for those people? Who watches over them and makes sure that they carry out what they were meant to do? We can’t all be watched over? Is there a certain quota to be met? Or is it just playing in the bigger scheme of things that us humans cannot understand?
That is what see when I look at the years that were stolen away from Inuyasha—from Kikyou—what they could have had. To Sango’s family and with Shippou. All that Miroku could have had. I cannot blame the gods for what happened—Naraku is a demon of the lowest stature. Not like Inuyasha or Shippou, but one that holds darkness in his heart, one that lives and breathes only for hurting others. I still can’t see how he can do this, how any part of him can be fulfilled for the destruction he has wrought. Was it really just an infatuation that went too far? Twisted and warped out of shape?
I can’t help thinking that we are all being tested right now—to see our strengths and weaknesses. We know that when we fail—or do we? Did Inuyasha really fail when he thought that Kikyou had betrayed him? He ended up being the stronger one. He was freed from the spell that Kikyou placed upon him. He become living and breathing again, he was able to push past his hurt and find the real cause of the problem. Kikyou… Kikyou has seen the root of the problem, but cannot move on even after she found the cause.
Why? Why can she not see this? Is her test still running? Or is it a part of my test as well? What instrument … what part do I play in their lives? I, a visitor from the future should have no place in the past, changing what is not meant to be changed-but I am continuously drawn deeper into it, where one day I may not want to leave. More and more I see how I fit here—how I should be here, with Inuyasha… I am his second chance, his reward for … what? I’m not sure…
That is what see when I look at the years that were stolen away from Inuyasha—from Kikyou—what they could have had. To Sango’s family and with Shippou. All that Miroku could have had. I cannot blame the gods for what happened—Naraku is a demon of the lowest stature. Not like Inuyasha or Shippou, but one that holds darkness in his heart, one that lives and breathes only for hurting others. I still can’t see how he can do this, how any part of him can be fulfilled for the destruction he has wrought. Was it really just an infatuation that went too far? Twisted and warped out of shape?
I can’t help thinking that we are all being tested right now—to see our strengths and weaknesses. We know that when we fail—or do we? Did Inuyasha really fail when he thought that Kikyou had betrayed him? He ended up being the stronger one. He was freed from the spell that Kikyou placed upon him. He become living and breathing again, he was able to push past his hurt and find the real cause of the problem. Kikyou… Kikyou has seen the root of the problem, but cannot move on even after she found the cause.
Why? Why can she not see this? Is her test still running? Or is it a part of my test as well? What instrument … what part do I play in their lives? I, a visitor from the future should have no place in the past, changing what is not meant to be changed-but I am continuously drawn deeper into it, where one day I may not want to leave. More and more I see how I fit here—how I should be here, with Inuyasha… I am his second chance, his reward for … what? I’m not sure…