awestruck over the family curses shared between elektra/Orestes and Hamlet. the house of atreus is falling. there is something rotten in the state of Denmark. I hate my mother. (I remember the way she looked when she held me as a child) I remember loving her (somehow I still do) I want her dead (I am afraid to do it) I am divinely appointed (the gods have deserted me) my father is gone (this house is full of ghosts) he would want me to avenge him (he would hate the path I’ve chosen) I’m the game (I’m the pawn) I’m an prophecy (I’m destruction) I’ll change the world (I don’t want to be in it) I am the bringer of light (I am drowning in darkness) let me out (the trap is of my own making).














