Animus: latin-animus, animī, m, (n)- spirit, mind, soul.

I am your Animus.

I am you,

Your life.

I am the blood in your veins and the breath in your lungs.

I am your energy, both light and dark.

I am your Mind.

Your sadness and joy.

I give you thought and feeling.

I give purpose and meaning.

I drive you to the edges of the world,

Then guide you back to the arms of your loved ones.

I am your instincts.

I am the fear that makes you run,

The adrenaline that makes you fight.

I am the hairs that stand up on the back of your neck,

And the arm that raises itself to defend you.

I am in the food you eat,

The water you drink,

The clothes you wear.

I am your Heart.

Your courage.

I am your love and your hate.

I am the part on you that has received to most scars,

And I am the part of you that has grown strongest because of them.

I am your center.

I am your balance.

I am your Soul,

Bright and beautiful.

An eternal light pulsing through time like a heartbeat,

Living on long after your bones are ashes in the wind.

I am your Animus.

But I am not just yours.

I am the Animus Omnibus,

The life-force of everything.

It's three in the morning as you are dragged, yet again, from a restless sleep. You stare into the dark of your bedroom and sigh. You know it's futile to try to go back to sleep, now. That one street lamp across from your window seems to cast an overly bright, blue light through your curtains. You don't hear any cars on the street below you window.

It's three in the morning: the witching hour.

You know it's just a superstition, you know that there are no such things as ghosts and witches, but once you think that about them, you start to see the world differently. Suddenly the shadows in the very corners of your room look suspiciously human. The sounds of boiling water running through your out of date radiator are much more sinister. You know there isn't someone behind you, but you press yourself just a little closer to your head board, and wrap your sheets just a little tighter around you. You try really hard not to think about green old women with large noses, funny hats and warts, but then you have the image of them in you head.

A shiver runs down your spine.

You tell yourself you're being ridiculous, and reach for the lamp on your nightstand

There's a faint clicking outside your door.

You're suddenly terrified. There are so many what-if's running around your head that you can't pin-point one worst case scenario.

The clicking stops and you hear a soft thump and a low groan.

You very carefully peel back the covers and grab the nearest hard object to you. You flick the lights on and reach for the door. You grasp the old squeaky nob. You turn it. You fling the door open. You're fully prepared to face some paranormal beast, instead, you're faced with the droopy eyes and fuzzy face of your dog looking up at you from it's position curled up outside your room.

You dog stands and trots around your frozen form, making for the bed, it's toenails clicking softly on the wood floor. Your doge jumps on your bed, circles three times, and flops down with a soft groan.

After staring at the furry creature for a few moments, you close you door and turn out the lights. As crawl into bed you think you see something out of the corner of your eye and...

I take my coffee pure:

Black as night,

Dark as sin,

Bitter like regret,

Biting like pain,

Deeper than the sea

Hotter than the earth's core.

I like not being able to see the bottom of my cup as I watch the steam curling from the surface.

Then I drink it.

And burn my tongue.

And as I sit there miserably sucking on an ice cube, knowing that I won't be able to taste anything properly for a few days, I think that, maybe, it could use some sugar.

Arresting officer: Look, I know that the first amendment gives you the freedom to say anything you want about the government as long as it isn't treason, but the president is a very busy individual and doesn't have time to be yelled at by a visiting students for half an hour about how (s)he is failing to properly run this country. It's also not the best idea to call the person who makes the executive decisions in the country a- I'm sorry what was it you said?

Me: I said "an over-inflated, self-centered ego attached to a puppet controlled by other self-centered ego maniacs completely driven by money and making sure the other side doesn't win, and a slave to fascist capitalism."

Officer: ...

A TARDIS!

A three month sabbatical around the world!

To instantly be able be able to know any language.

To be really good at swing dancing.

To find out what I got on my bio engineering final.

Bio-shock infinite.

To get rid of my stupid fears of babies and dolls.

People to find and use 100% sustainable energy

Old people to stop saying "it's up to the youth of today to do something about the things they have a problem with", because guess what generation actually holds the power and the money. Oh, that's right, old people.

"I'm worried about..."

"Wait, wait. Now tell me about this event."

"What if...?"

"Are you sure about...?"

"You should take a coat, it's supposed to get down to __°"

"Do you have your...?"

"Where are/is my...?"

*sigh*

"Stop worrying, mom, it's going to be fine."

Words

Whispers

Winds

Wisdom

Winter

Wiser

Willing

Worlds

Worthless

Wild

West

Comedy

Constructive

Curses

Coral

Can

Copper

Penny

Pop

Pills

Poor

Pools

Pilfer

Pitcher

Punch

Pazzaz

Pizza

Pepperoni

Sausage

Salad

Soda

Sulfur

Sodium

Salt

Silly

Something

Sordid

Sorting

Scallion

Scalpel

Sublime

Divine

Divided

Diversion

Delusion

Delirious

Delicious

Dope

Dip

Diaper

Door

Done

Drab

Boring

Billing

Barber

Biker

Border

Bid

Box

Boobs

Boards

Bile

Back

Base

Bypass

Boil

Bind

Bonds

Hydrogen

Helium

Hyper

Hiker

Hills

Horrible

Haunted

House

Horoscopes

Hop

Hope

Hate

Love

Lust

Laughter

Looser

Loss

Lisp

Lord

Lady

Liar

Lighter

Fire

Fiend

Ferocious

Fake

Floor

Flood

Flame

Flounder

Finished

Miles upon miles of code

Coiled again and again

Unravelled and copied

Replicated and doubled

In the form of four letters

Four molecules

All in an order

Translating into chains of amino acids

Chains that determine our physical traits

What gives us pleasure?

What gives us pain?

Entices joy?

Anger?

Sadness?

Fear?

Excitement?

Contentment?

Chains that dictate

What we look like

Sound like

What color are our eyes?

Is our hair?

Our skin?

How tall are we?

How thin are we?

Do we run cold?

Do we run hot?

These little letters

In strings turned into chains

Physically make us /what/ we are

And those letters are passed on by our parents

But our parents pass on more

They pass on their morals

Their personalities

Their quirks

Their talents

Their humor

Their knowledge

And those things

Are what make us /who/ we are

Hey, stupid people on the Internet who argue about this in the YouTube comments and on Facebook and Twitter and wherever else, SHUT UP ABOUT IT.

You all sound like idiots trying to convince people who will, most likely, never agree with you.

So just STOP.

It's RIDICULOUS.

Religious* people, atheists don't believe in God(s). Accept it and stop wasting your time by telling them that they're horrible people.

Atheists, religious* people believe in God(s). Accept it and stop wasting your time by telling them they're idiots for that.

*when I say religious, I am referring to the theistic religions. I do realize that there are non-theistic religions, but you don't typically hear rants about the existence of God(s) with those. I hope I didn't offend anyone on that account.