The illumination to my epiphany shines brightly into my face. I log into the world, plugged up I never know where it will take me but I explore the deepest rivets of what it has to offer I stopped reaching for anything and searched for something The answer falls into my stare I realize the solution to my questioning, and encounter a lesson, Vulnerability looms there in front of my face to bow down to it the thing that I've been running from. I ask God make me powerful enough to make the uncertain certain while keeping my feelings at bay as I try my hardest not to be vulnerable but In my attempt to destroy it I fuel it; vulnerability to feel that I can control and predict my future, and act like I do not so when I die of old age I never get to live to be myself intentionally, so that I never truly see myself suffering from my uncertainty that certainly I played the part to make it appear as though this was my choice and in turn never having to fess up to my true lack of courage.