[Suzerain of Sheol]

(Don't have much time now, need to be off to school soon, so this'll be a bit short.)

Well, in large part I think my "plight" as you put it lies precisely in being human. I mean, at the heart of it, my poetry is in large part, I think, rage and frustration over being an incarnate, embodied entity bound by time. Not that... I have an alternative suggestion for how I (or anyone) should exist. And that's where God comes in, as sort of the ultimate target for my feeling of injustice at the nature of reality.