I must enjoy fucking things up...I do it so often. Or perhaps things that I have fucked up in the past are just coming to a head, NOW, RIGHT NOW...ALL AT THE SAME TIME. Well, I am not freaking out yet...YET. :-Q
It first begins as a movement of the soul, mind and eventually spirit. Only after long, drawn out deliberation and confrontation does the once internal, now public, resistance have a chance of minimal survival. With acceptance comes disgust and with disgust comes immediate need for redemption, thus the revolution has begun.
The seeking is bitter alienation. It is humiliating, isolating and awkwardly uncomfortable, yet worth every bloody second.
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