Sounding off those ringing chords in my mind there's no explanation but I won't get myself into a fit. Panic never healed a thing. I'm wondering home much of this is orchestrated from behind the scenes and how many of the things i think are really mine. Is it possible.... no don't go to that thought. Night mare vision panic ensues. Keep it beautiful. Think it through. Beauty beauty only you. Maybe I'm safe, that's option two.