Dermaphoria

Doomed but destined to forever want the closest thing beyond our grasp, we fled the trees, stood on our hind legs and reached with our new hands. We learned to sharpen sticks, then rocks, to scream, then grunt, then speak. We were hardwired for desire, and our wanting drove us to evolve, so we evolved wanting. More food, more fire and more offspring. More gods. Gods for harvest, fire and fertility. One day, one god said, No more. No more other gods, no more of More. A million years of More were flushed away, cesspooling nine circles below the earth, a million years too late. Man’s nature has been set to be unsatisfied.

Imagine the one god himself has reversed his clock and reversed your regrets.  Imagine knowing the bone-deep truth that whatever impossibility would make you truly happy has been granted.  Imagine knowing you can once again hold your lost lover or your newborn child.  Imagine what you feel during those first seconds of knowing. Now, imagine those first seconds last for days on end.

-From Dermaphoria by Craig Clevenger.