Human

To be human means to err in all things mind, body, & soul. To crave the the unthinkable and dream the near impossible.

We strive for perfection but never attain it. We wheel and deal for everything even our priceless souls. For what you might ask? Everything.

We are capable of evil making the devil wish he had the intuition we do to wreak havoc on those who are without. Whatever it might be, sometimes it just to fulfill our imagination.

We are also instruments of heavenly goodness. Making angels; nod in the ingenious idea of God making us.

We are nothing more than choice in the realm of good & evil.