Further recovery, feed the spark in me. More relaxed, down to earth, didn't have to crash, although I've caved from the bottom as a spelunker! Reached the trenches now up above to the air spirit essences. There's no longer judgement to linger needed, when a choice finally meets it's best preferences.
There are no scary words only scary stories. Love kept me alive even in times when it was ignored or unseen. I kept the best parts of the spirits they had let go, to carry on with me. Maybe one day they will come down to see the potential in a lush garden greenery, overgrown with primal energy.
All sides the indifferent culture came on with indifference and deemed debt, to try to make you feel sorry for regret, for ever joining and pay for that feeling but my guts said hell no! Now will I give in and let the awkward obscene oppressive monetary regime punish me? To feel sorry, to feel bad or small when you know in your heart it's not your fault! Reject the system and keep your body and mind. Transform the system after it's scrapped, the current ways are not working, too alienating and unkind.
The hypes were griped with no defence. Now I take a bath in the grapes of wrath! Blood Wine! I will now start a heavy metal band that sings in Klingon! Gauntlet the gauntlet back! They kept us as dazed rats in a maze for many daze, no it's time to have nerd revenge to smart up and be your own sage on the stage! May the hailing platform win over the accosting platform. I remember my childhood, therefore I know the difference between right and wrong from my inner child as a grown man.