Title: Inside Down, Upside Out
Author: Becka
Chapter 8: Yin and Yang (5)
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For every action, there is a reaction. For every cause, there is an effect.
Sometimes we forget that.
I am the Shadow. I should have known better.
There is, was, and always will be a price to pay.
Balance works in so many ways. I know. I can see it.
But sometimes I forget, too.
I think that God was right to give humanity the gift of choice.
I think His only mistake was to give us the ability to express it.
I think... that sometimes we lose ourselves in the sound of our own voices.
Really, if you look at it, in the sound of our own words.
I used to argue that no words are our own. They were created so long ago, handed down through history in the tradition of language, made by people whose names we don't even have the decency to _remember_.
Over time, I've come to revise this opinion.
We speak the words, we let them flow, but we never really know what they mean.
Writers make them sound good. They put them together in such a way that tugs at our souls.
It's said that writers give the words life.
I disagree.
Everything that we say has been said before. These words have been spoken by the millions who came before us.
Over time, I've come to revise this opinion.
Some say words are just words. Some say actions speak louder.
I argue that we say these things, these words, because they were meant for us.
People don't really think before they speak anymore. The words they use are on the tips of their tongues. They don't pause to revise them.
These are not words. These are the words that we were _meant_ to say. They've been here all along.
I suppose it all comes down to speaking them. That's where we lose ourselves.
In our voices. In our words.
I am the Shadow. I should have known better.
But in the end, I suppose, I am only human, too.
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