Frank Inglese writes:
We, as simple humans, go through life fulfilling our own prophecies. Ones that, whether or not we like, we’re destined to reach. They may not even be that existential, in fact they’re most likely trivial but that doesn’t make it any less real than the ground you walk on. We’re all products of our own environments meaning that, depending on when and how we were raised, we all turn out different. This is basic self knowledge, I know, just bare with me because I’m getting to a greater point. Some of us have grown up tormented by the negatives of life. Hardship and adversity are very real and they mold people in a limitless number of ways.
Some of us grown with a need to be loved, others grown in solitude. Some of us play the part of the victim almost too well, whereas others consider themselves somewhat of a hero. These are the prophecies I speak of, these are the parts of the puzzle we as pieces fit into perfectly. Nadeko Sengoku, she’s always considered herself the victim though life for her, up until the point of meeting Mr. Kuchinawa, was actually pretty good, bar one or two supernatural incidents. Young, in love and far too naive for her own good, Nadeko Sengoku makes a deal with a semi-God in the hopes that things might begin to change for her…which they do, just not in the way that she wants. Whether or not it’s justified, we cannot always play the victim. There are times when we’re forced to stand up and make a decision, let’s just hope it’s for the better and not for the irreversible worse.