My very own monster
Doctor Frankenstein wanted it all, right? He wanted to do the impossible, to create life, and he did. It just sucks that it became the death of him in the process. I want the same thing. I want to create something that grows beyond my control. I want to make a thing that humbles me with its power, annoys me with its unwillingness to obey, and frightens me with its potential. Why? Because there are boundaries that need pushing, of course, conventions that need offending, and traditions that need to be violated. Frankenstein wasn’t a bad person; he only wanted to push boundaries. Sure he may have been foolhardy in that he could not have possibly imagined the outcome of his work, but that’s how we learn, how we grow. Through his experience, we grow. Through his life and death, we learn.
