Out of the murky depths of my dark, cold and troubled soul emerge a creature. Rosy and flowered yet tarred and feathered, as beautiful as it is hideous. It is among the many elementals, the creatures born of the deep; woven, knitted and formed from the strings and threads of emotion that twirled and danced inside this soul. A construct of metaphysical proportions with the ability to influence bodily motions. A force that puts men on their knees, a force that makes them stand tall like trees. Fuelled by power present since the dawn of time, shackled by a principle pillar, controlled by no one ever.
Out of the murky depths of my dark, cold and troubled soul emerged desire fuelled by the forces of the heart, shackled by the pillars of the mind and controlled by none.