This isn't his point of view, but it relates to him, so it is mainly based off him : ) I hope you all like it! Enjoy!
Box Ghost
I have something I am devoted to.
I have an impulse to peruse it. It fills my mind and captures my heart.
It is an object. It is a living being. It has shape, or no form. It is an emotion or a longing.
It goes hand in hand with desire. It can define you or trap you. You may wish it, but never will it be yours. It is envy and greed combined. It is possession, ownership, and a claim. A label on a tag. A patent for a product. Either your or other's possessions.
It is consuming. It is drowning. It is a veil above one's head. It is as sweet and powerful as nectar or as dull as a rough block of stone. Sometimes to that person, that stone would appear as a polished diamond. It is easy for it to become an illusion.
It may come to define you. Absolutely control you. It can give or take away power.
It is what people deny and claim they have at the same time.
It is a distraction, but it is easier to focus on than anything else.
It is joy. It is interesting. Many want an innocent guilt. It is close to devotion, and borderlines love. It can be anything, existing or an idea.
What is my "it?"
It is not a sin, it is not wrong, but it is close to all things.
It is my obsession.
So, how was it? I have found myself to reflect more on this the longer I read it... like I'm watching myself... too deep! I am nearing the end of this journey... Until next time,
Chow! : )