Today, I avoided myself. And that, in itself, was confrontational. These things I do sometimes, come from places of fear and anxiety. Today, it is completely fulfilling to smile and feel and absorb the positive nature of my existence. It is so nice to do something so familiar even if it hasn’t been touched, has not been within reach recently… and happens to have a different result.
This is my proof of transcendence. This is how I know things have changed.
The most perfect situation is near. I try not to ruin the possibility of fruition, but it is tempting to meddle. I’m used to fucking shit up, gonna try not to this time. It might be the finale, if I’m lucky. And if I am, I’m sure it has nothing to do with luck. That is called destiny. Destiny is completely controllable.
