Sometimes, I just need to dump something out of my head. Have some late-night mind-wanderings.

Cas had to get out of the house. He felt too disconnected.

It was night, and he should have been asleep, but the concept of "sleep" put him off for a while. He liked knowing what happened as it happened, especially now that he couldn't be as sure of the future. It was one of the downfalls of being human. One of the many, he noticed.

He looked up at all of the stars. Castiel knew each one, knew their real names in Enochian and English and many other languages that existed or would exist. His memory already began to betray him, but he accepted his humanity and let it sift through his mind and out of his ears. He wouldn't be able to remember more than 400 languages before long.

He let out a sigh, watching his breath cloud and meander between the pinpricks of light before dissolving into the air. The sky seemed so infinite. Being human made everything seem so big, from the walk outside to the size of houses and trees and skyscrapers. It was a wonder that people could even keep themselves sane, with all of the things they didn't know and things they would never know. It was a horrible existence, he thought, to never understand why. How could people ever tackle the enormous weight of a world they would never completely know without feeling overwhelmed?

And how did they cope? By accepting it. Accepting the fact that the world was mysterious...that was the "inner peace." People meditated and fasted to reach the understanding that they were a small puzzle piece among many other small pieces that all came from different boxes. That was all. The wisdom of knowing you were small. Yet, such profound understandings were few and far between.

Castiel knew this because he had been bigger that a human. Now, he was a prophet. He couldn't tell what was going on in that hell of a heaven up there, but until his mind flickered out, he could remember quite a bit about it.

He raised one corner of his mouth. He couldn't learn much more about the world, but he could damn well teach about it.