I will look with unglazed eyes onto this nebulous existence and I won’t hesitate to cut it with a knife, unsympathetic to those who would hinder or impede me. They are not my life, I am my life. I cannot imagine not turning over
every last effulgent piece of this Earth, and so I will not leave one drink undrunk, one feeling unfelt, one sigh unsighed. I will take what this world has by force; I am here but once, so do not stop me, block me, weather me in,
it will fail. I am an intransigent being, uncompromising in my need, unforgiving in my ways, strident in my demands. Like a preservative, feral mother I won’t let the one I love become victim to famishment, and I am my child today.