What if adoration is merely an obsession. Does the interaction with the object of adoration represent a threat to the perception of the latter ? An alteration or an alienation when it comes to the abrupt and unconscious comparison with the reality behind the object that is indeed a self sufficient subject. A lone and independent consciousness. It exists on its own and shines through so different mediums. Either way i find it hard for me to get over that kind of attraction. Sometimes i try to remind myself that this whole experience is only a matter of void. The void created by the lack of interest towards daily life pushes the mind to look for certain patterns and when not found creates or simulates an inner experience inspired by imagination that would fill that void. What if those vague patterns were somehow aligned with a rare combination in between the aesthetics of the carnal embodiment and the artistic outcome of the inner existence of another self? Therefore, i presume, the sum of those images ll become sadly enough the object of adoration. Trying to look through these questions i could not stop myself from wondering about how the destruction of the adored one would feel like. Unable to find a suitable answer i have found myself somehow certain that this kind of deviant urge ll come into life in a moment of frenzy. A frenzy triggered by insecurities and a total loss of self control.