Powerful Musings... Would that I could breathe in ability as easily as air - Relearn myself, and this time with some semblance of power instead of fear and trepidation. But such aether air eludes me, and I am left with shallow stuff - Not so much weak willed as weakened by lesser choices. Would I be me, knowing power. Or, might I be - More. Who knows! And who knows if power means more to those who taste it unawares than it does to those who know its absence by degrees.
