I have not won. tho i am winning... have not spiritually shifted from "terminal" to "****... i beat it"
cuz there is still red blood on the battlefield... and sometimes still white blinding pain and grey exhaustion and confusion and green pus and brown ***** and spasms and anguish and golden diarrhea and the slate blue tone of unrelenting totality...
This disease can go back to the hell from whence it came. I speak life.