{"sf1_id":918234,"sf2_id":"znJBQlzn","title":"Duality","author":"Werefox Inari Sachi","words":425,"posted_at":"2015-10-05T16:45:00.000Z","tags":["Philosophy","Self-Examination"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/918234-duality","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/znJBQlzn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/a0/d3/a0d3b255-4c83-4e4a-9326-72cc73c7fcf1","description":"","content":"_What must we endure, to be 'us'?_\n\n\"I don't know. I don't know.\"\n\nThere is a divide, between who you are, and your ideal self: the you inside the shell.\n\n_Look in the mirror, but you won't see me._\n\n\"I know, I know! There is little I can do but endure.\"\n\n_Look at me, inside your head. This is who 'you' are._\n\nThere is a divide, and it's not certain if your body was meant to cross it.\n\n_I look so fat today._\n\n\"This is not what we are.\"\n\nYou determine to fight it: predestination, age,\u0026nbsp;sex, the will of God. But you end up fighting yourself.\n\n_I want them dead, for trying to prevent us both being one._\n\n\"People can't do that in this life. We'll be imprisoned.\"\n\n_Even more deeply so than already, perhaps... but their jokes are making us less real..._\n\n\"Making us both into objects.\"\n\n_I want..._\n\n\"I want...\"\n\n_Their voices dead._\n\n\"Just so. We won't kill them, though.\"\n\n_It's imperative, we mustn't._\n\n\"But we still hate them for their blind opinions.\"\n\n_We hate that it hurts our chances to be together._\n\nYou and I.\n\n_You, the face._\n\n\"And you, the soul.\"\n\nThe rules are complicated lies.\n\n_It seems that your soul belongs to a creator._\n\n\"It seems that your appearance must be dictated by etiquette and style.\"\n\n_Look at us now, we are ungainly, overweight, crooked and bent, fat, and marked in ungainly places._\n\n\"We are not molding our shape to you successfully.\"\n\n_I want to be seen by all, for my naked splendor._\n\n\"The world finds that indecent, so we must adopt you subtly. Our body is limited, while you are not.\"\n\n_I don't like compromising._\n\n\"Sadly, nature forces our hand.\"\n\n_I want to kill nature. I want to rearrange its organs, and resuscitate it into something wondrous._\n\nYeah, we're a mess.\n\n_Think of it this way--if you pass on, and leave your shell and still exist, is there any need for this divide--_\n\n\"Think of it this way. You only need a face to wear on top of your soul.\"\n\n_If you could exist--_\n\n\"If you could exist without that divide,\"\n\n_You would only just, as they suggest--'be yourself'._\n\nBut instead, you are two beings, at war.\n\n_A raw intense, beautiful inside_\n\n\"A cautious, eroding outside; a bastion like a lighthouse, that learns to direct, and to let that raw beauty out.\"\n\nUltimately, do you entertain this game?\n\n\"Or like us,\"\n\n_Or like us, do you long for the termination of this game?_\n\n**What is the 'real' you, even?**\n\n  \n\n  \n  \n\n"}