The pleasure I could get from just pretending, I'd rather taste every case, respect its place in its space, you ever paced fate, draped in your fears, I did, earning bids, how you learn from a kid that how you're raised makes a dark or sunny day, hey, rather work or berserk in the play, and so I stray, bold eyes, cold ties decides pride or lies, and I oblige, to plan to ride my ride, fantasize, you're ****** if I share occupation, cause the duration towards creation only proves who was faking, I'm in the making, yes I'm fusing, ready for the intrusion to cause confusion, hope you bruising from the surge of illusion, my urge has proven, I'm itching, with my right to petition, I fight the friction, no *******, cause LIFE IS A MISSION.

Witness to a business, fitness statistics, vicious to sadistic *******, pitch my addition, coalition in a bold position molds decisions, I'm itching after I was stitching riches to snitches, depiction of this vision makes you wish I was dead, the robbing of my throbbing heart, narks and the feds, beg you to release me but you teach em a challenge, you balance when your talents kills the savage through salience, but it's universal, fierce rehearsal is wide, so you demonstrate savage hate to their pride, I died asking why did we lie to society, crying that defying would bring notoriety.

Dear Mr President,

Witness our stagnant position, it's a greater concern than my anger it's danger, these last few months you have a mission, take the lead, commanding position, don't get pimped like you got in the past times, see they're scared when you veer to a new direction, past elections gave way to the fast times, I got more bolder just study my past rhymes, they can't compare to what I'm talking bout now, I took a new lead, now watch my victims bleed, they can't ask why, they can only ask how, it fuels their anger, watch me still take a bow, but this ain't bout me you're in the position to lose, they **** your legacy with the health care, terrorism, and welfare, look at this it's Trump and Ted Cruz, now Rubio done jumped in his shoes, but only Trump is the last man standing, they're just some finger licking, self inflicting, elephants turned into chickens, pause, their words ain't demanding, huh, drop the truth, my warplane is landing, I write this letter to fulfill you with urgency, I know that man is not perfect, but your job here is worth it, make it happen, to earn your face on our currency.

Confused in how the devil's holding me, simple poetry can emulate the hate that's sowed in me, now it's showing me as a warmonger who's hungry for the worse, picture a hearse in reverse that's bout to work and welcome first who it knows hurts from repeated allegations of my pistols, popping cons who meant to, send to GOD perfect drafts of pleads, that they sick of making others bleed to receive just what they need, my souls deceived, and now somehow I am intrigued, to finish who I think is menacing my serving seeds, that turn to me, when they think they in a threatening situation, concentration, is now focused on maiming from this aiming meant for taming, who I consider beast through gaming, but I'm inflaming in my own thoughts where I am staying, so thus delaying, a better saying in my praying, when is my planning, to release my soul from strict commanding, to a better standing.

All about the money, it's funny how I get with it but fitted in a demographic never having two cents, of a conscious nerve, so nothing's a threat, bet on me to bet, I've not lost yet, but other things come so you know how it go, my pride comes high so the pockets on my side goes low, and oh, an arm and a leg, is not that vital when you feel safe to beg, well every scrap counts, so I guess I made it work, how far can I go not knowing when I'm hurt, never alert, it hurts to say, but I gotta make it anyway, you feel me?, I made a name, as a survivor, I'm higher, I think that you can't even try, but my skill as a wanted guy, was something I would have to quantify, cause my quality of using numbers, was worth, less than a dollar and a dream being rich so I better stay humble cause I'm cocky as a *****, which, can discontinue this conversation, I'm all up in my feelings but appealing to a nation, that did me some respect, not using my face to represent what I chase.. I'm someone they would love to disgrace.

A Hypothetical, in my poetical led aesthetic, I'm pathetic, not prophetic if wrestling with this synthetic collection, corrections won't give protection cause these possessions shines what is ugly, but if I'm lucky, you still would **** me, future letters would prove the predator is the editor, trust me and you will find that the prey is your competitor.

Imperative, life's really your narrative, don't share it but you still have to bear with it, caught cases when I labeled despair with it, but embraced it when I stayed and had faired with it, in a cage, and I knew I'd beware of it, but I aged, gained patience and stared in it, understand GOD'S plan and care of it, because it molds and holds your narrative.

I paint a picture of superior sequencing, mission is the chronological order of us finishing this lifestyle- they give to me and you, but will we all get through, the selective service of the book of life dissed me and missed you, start running for the tissue, it fits you- but not me, but falling to the floor will only judge me as a copy, I write the- poetical, perpetual, textual to destroy the federal, intellectual in my alphabetical, so you know I lecture to let you know where I stand through this concept, my words aren't mine yet, hope I can work my ability cause it's killing me- to not flex my biceps, slice it then dice it to re-sacrifice it, now with this I like it, only to get the strength to revise it, and give a fine deposit.

I drop a classic when it's drastic to lay down the law, try to be fantastic and elastic, so my words get far, through all the stress that I feel, it's like I cheat myself, try to stay on top, avoid the risk of repeating myself, there's always room for improvement to never stop this movement, you're either cruising or you're losing either way your moving, the motivation is a sensation where your mind is saying, I'll always make it and never fake it in this life I'm facing.

The freedom of speech is limited, this country has never recognized, the beliefs I wished to put in, but they approached me once I prophesized, that our rights will soon be taken, and our backs will soon start breaking, from hard labor doing them a favor, they asked me was I faking, I said ."no *****, I'm not faking!, y'all must think I'm some kind of fool, the plan you have for us in the future, is for us to be slammed by your rule, I use my mind just like it's a tool, and take advantage of the rights y'all gave me, but it's like y'all want my mouth to stay closed, I oppose this modern day slavery, it's like a trap, please Jesus come save me, I'm at the crossroads looking at the white house, what kind of freedom does it bring after Martin Luther King was shot, cause he spoke from his mouth, politicians want to know what I'm about, how can I speak if I still can't preach, how can I ever make solutions, add to constitution if I don't have freedom of speech."

Exhibitions with more additions efficiently ******* me, they drawing these borders, paying a quarter for shipping me, ordering misery scorches forces that rally, make the government your biggest enemy when in Cali, learn to count up the tallies cause they will proudly exterminate, they label you vermin, claim it's a sermon but burn with hate, I'm checking our earning rates, all they're serving is turn of fate, but never let your mission dissolve, EVOLVE YOUR STATE.

The oppressor was the stressor, my lecture bought the pressure, we hurt in different measures, but our pleasure bought no treasure, so now we're in the desert, on a wild adventure, with no streak of hope we found us roped from our rude gestures, tried to play it clever, oppressor vs pressure, no one did it better cause we're stuck in this forever.

The greatest dreamer, dreamed, until it seemed through the years he was living in his worst nightmare, scared they will ever come true, pinch yourself to let you know it's not real, you can do what you wanna do still, your ears turned inside, you would hide from the outside world where you wished to see em tangible, you can't handle you, by yourself, I deeply understand you too.. your scattered in a land that demands so much.. get in touch with what's going on going in what made you such, a suspect in your life.. you're a victim till you get it right.. a stranger to confessions... used a lot of mind power for a simple no-brainer, but strangely enough, it's underestimated though it was dated well out of this range, I could learn from it, proving my claim that I remain an old soul, the way I came, is the way I will leave this *****, wishing for me to switch back to my old self, the lil kid wants to help take a stand, as a man, I granted his wish, with a little something extra, I betcha, I lecture, with much more heart to teach, the part of me I held apart from speech, closer, to reaching my goals of all, the things, that give me no time to stall.

More money, more problems so you call it, the curses of being a workaholic on his game, I'm coming up on the rise, innocent eyes, though aware that I have clarity protecting my name, hope my fans have no shame cause disloyalty can hurt me, and I'm left to just surrender like I'm fighting for mercy, cause the sympathy is sparse, and it seems it's for the chosen ones so word to all my haters, are you desperate for lovers?, do you want me to show you love and set our differences aside, maybe we can make a peace treaty, we're really like the crips and bloods just the kiddy version, y'all whine about the colors I express in my coloring book, maybe y'all ain't ready for it and I'm only getting warmed up.. quite ironic that my favorite colors' blue, though I claim no gang, I hang with my crew, we're the popular kids and make gains in respect, my name is a threat and some never see me coming..but later on they were running for their lives.. I'm alive and well, and my hits will cause hell as well, especially if you fail to peep it.

The raise of concerns, I don't play my turn, grinning is thinning, spinning my insides, pressure is thick, would you pick this or slim pride, notice my stem died, I'm growing in the opposite direction where I am second to wrecking in oppression, guessing what rose from blessings, I'd probably say I earned, enough just to prove I'm tough, stuck in ******* off my turn, to me listen not, just write my plot was a flop, to you, keep it hot, cause if you stop, you will rot.

Scatter the scavengers on this avenue, you got mad cause we were lively spirits and was laughing at you, we were raisins in the sun while you blazing just for fun, I would join you but my session is dead and gone, so no leftovers to feed off, no takeaways to sleep on, there's only meat to beat off, that gives diminishing returns, keeping you up, but you don't know what's up, you're not perfect for this role, you were too old to show what you got, you got nothing, these others showing something, they have some potential, but scratch it, I'd like to play you playing you, just to show you how you cheat yourself and beat yourself, never had the time of day to meet yourself and greet yourself, I deserve a standing ovation, I played my part, very well cause you know I'm quite a king at playing drama queen so it only means more drama for you, cause I'm right up on your ***, you must compensate what's due, what is new?, I'm not bout that "What it do?" till you do you and do what you supposed to do, so keep it true, on a clear blue sky day, we love to go our way which is just a way to get away..from what we say we would do, boring days, boring nights, cry me a river of your excuses, I'll pollute with what I know-can do it, it's nothing to it..just a little belief-can be like magic, and tragic for you, when I prove it.

I swear this life we live, how I see it, could be considered as timeless, rainbows in the sky tell us GOD has kept his promise, if I went rhymeless, for a while, and came back in a new age, would my input be this violent, and would I come back with the same rage, reading, learning every page, tells me things just change with time, things get old, things are new, at least that's how it's in my mind, how long will it be fore I find, that things just takes it's course, sometimes we're feeling careless, other times we have remorse, for this life is like a force, and it's events could be ironic, but one thing we must recognize, life seems like it's timeless.

I married Venus as the man on the moon on cloud nine, haters say I'm from Mars...

Atrocity;
Just see velocity of
poverty stopping me, the evil crimes in time points to mind that rots in me, they copping me and toppling me, I gotta be blaming my want for fame and ashamed from the wicked game that was taming me, the same should be said for the heads that failed to see epitome of death in the soul that crept to keep LORD Jesus sheep's possessions, see no lessons from acting reckless, now exit as I deck this empty neck with your golden necklace, I bet this won't reset this outer life as I chose to set this, confession from my adolescence, down while trying to prep this, strict following of ******, apologies in the dirt, the cost of looking weak, I turn my cheek on the price it's worth, the birth defects of my effects will show there's no stopping me, get schooled on the rules as I defined
atrocity.

My nemesis is the emphasis of skepticism penning redemption, that's a sign they cause tension that's rarely mentioned, true intention is lessened, now confessions are twice self inflicted, we're not decisive, we're conflicted, poetry was goading me to blow a deed, breeds are mistaken, the Gangster's traces soon replaces basis, so they catch cases, can I face it when complacent, no I stare at the sun, Sin City hides pity, so I'm gritty for fun, now let the crisis add spices, take a slice and then shun, at the society though your notoriety is done.

What did you say? A collapse is coming? Try to tell me something else new, I knew this was true, so tear your *** shoo, I got no time for feeling blue, cause what they done to me, I'm used to, same will be done to you, they didn't listen when I spit out facts, they shut me up cause I'm black, so **** them *******, I ain't going back, so when they get hacked, act like it was not a surprise, them cowards die, see the ******* ***** in they eyes, while in disguise, play it off like it was just a relapse, I warned them sorry suckas, **** em!, now watch em collapse.

Quick glance in this one man's stand, right out his diary, "Since they're quick to hire, these liars would never fire me, fiery, entirely, tire me by your coldness, but if you think competitive, negative kills your  boldness.", he exhibits explicit, rhythmic misogynistic flows, as he spits it, I wish it was just a ***** to whom composed, this exposed piece of ignorance, hindering to his facts, coming back to reality, galaxy now relaxed, where he's at is rather saddening, but happening because it's challenging, if you thought Aladdin was grabbing, tab bout this babbling with scrabbling, pencils that's meant for the work of art, though many of us scripted for beauty, we're truly parched, embarked, but limits would hit me and make me timid, jump into my written vision fearing the collisions, referred to his diary just by my actions taken, he may have had the truest piece of fate, humans' sake I'm debating.

I hate being called a rapper.

Slowly but surely I will rise up and exceed beyond your tales, I knew they weren't true, and I knew you wrote them from the gates of hell, they tried to **** me, but I became free, and now I'm strong to use my mind, it derives from the plagued past, but now I think fast, it's filled with colors of all kind, maybe would've been better, if you helped endeavor, but you were fierce and never willing, but I can't look back, fore my strings detach, must be an example to my children and siblings, knew it was hard back then, but I thank you friend, for being someone I wish not to become, for I will live life purely, and believe me slow but surely, I will be precious, shining bright as the sun.

Geronimo!; falls my domino, cries my fate, portions of my misfortune, snake eyes relate, hate to ******* place, though this sensation was precipitation, maybe I must blame altercations with participation, young and dumb hums a sum into negative light, is the positive a lot to give a plotting to life?, I must fight, claiming sight to regain sense of sanity, this game plays the same but a flame is profanity.

The wise man knew my eyes seductions, sparking wild eruptions, could it be he studied how I function, all those ones I'm ******* over, now the clover has struck magic now it's tragic scenes, now he smirks as I get worse, the havoc that this has now means, I can't trust myself, can't even look at me, the evil stares, blares up and down the stairs, flares, no one even cares, it tears through my heart, and now I'm torn apart, these spears are sharp, given to my soul cause I was heartless it's hard to start this caring through my heart.

I've got the richest tales!, can you depict my spells from my impression, from a blessing we may ask the question, are we in heaven?!, it's sweet obsession I'm confessing from just a lesson, but I was guessing on the question through my mind that was stressing could never understand, to be a man with demands, my stand was bittersweet, but look at her she's complete, I feel I'm weak, stroking bleak streaks, punishing sketches, she fetches precious, I expect our sexes to be complex in sections we failed before, measure power in "*****" or "*****" in metaphors we use it towards, I found it louder to speak in vein than slamming doors, my obsession is in the blessing I'm looking for, as the sun sets, sweat purifies to tears, every poet has to know it that their best was fears, will you ever find your rest through the stress with gear?, probably never if you're better getting struck by spears.

Influencing the system was a nuance, in true font, I relish in this hellish leverage, restless just to message references of some discretion and clout, to route, what it's about to cure it's presence, the baggage in attendance labeled savage had it's weakness, was speechless when I salvaged it, it's all about its treatment, it's funny how your weakest moments leaks its potency, to hack in it so passionate, it balances its flow you see, when it says you noticed me.... my software without care quickly turned calcified, it's maximized when it's classified inhumane, take it in vain or take it to heart, you either complain or make it a start to change, if you talk your faults notice you walk with shame, it's the aim that counts, and the shot to take, I could plot to fake, but the change I break, won't amount to the truth of how this makes sense, now I'm senseless and broke to a lost, logic can never reason the fact I cost, the value of life to live, so my moral was to gain before I give, ain't that right?, nothing to lose, with something to choose, get involved, or dont evolve, problem solved, pressing play, sun or rain, no stress I pay.

We're armed, we come with alarm and bring harm, army in swarms, we bring thorns as the norms, replacing the sin, with what is in the kingdom heaven, squashing the devil, we know his rebel Armageddon, places you look are all shook, read the book, of scripture, the picture is vivid, timid will be cooked, north to south, either way, west and east, pains are deceased, we bring peace to the meek, like hokus pokus the force of locust only focus, on who is evil, we brave like eagles from medieval, glorious stallion, watch for the dragon from the ground, roar loud sounds, it causes pounds when it's found, drying the seas, we cause shakes in the lakes, true heartbreak, we know it's late for a date, take out the mountains, black out the sun, now we're done, now here HE comes, behold the SON, we have won.

This me against the world feeling always seems to hit the ceiling when I feel so stressed out and left out from justice, just put it on my tab so I know you ain't forgot about me, then maybe I'll give you all a rest when I trust this, but **** this, that ain't gon happen now, just live on with your ways, I know I will dominate and rise come the better days, I hope this letter pays you some attention, cause when I asked for it, you just put me in detention, no need to mention things from the past, we all hypocrites, I just hope I'm dead and gone before y'all suckas hearing this, cause I'm not fearing this world, I think it fears me, cause it set me to the side when I just tried to blossom freely, despite this I love y'all really, just recognize a man who's only trying, to live by the rules I need the tools so I can keep flying.

The legend, different from felons, I knew him well, claiming life is hell, paying bail to the logic they tell, his ethics fail, cells can compel your timidness, cries were the vividness of his innocence, living this, he chose to give us this, vision with his deposition, stricken, I see the mission to listen so that I can glisten, ditching the ***** that's swelling, I'm dwelling not to be a legend, but I addict to telling my skeleton is frame of gelatin, must strengthen to full awaken, quake in sake of shaking stations complacent from their erasing of the ones that's placing gracing, now they are victims into a system we may rhythm, although we say we miss em, we kiss em all goodbye, forgetting.

Cocky enough to say, you addressed it, your humble pies' all been digested, a taste of your medicine, a bitter pill to swallow, but never considered what tends to follow.. had a really sore day, it's appetizing ain't it?, tainted by your greed just to have it your way, and it's the poorest memory to numb it, love the richest sensation of emptiness that's coming from the stomach, you seen death, seems right for the moment, fall over knowing that it's all over, the overhaul from the overall weight of a cover up, feeling that the others touch luck, **** ****, don't give a ****, your mentality that ***** you in the ***, giving birth to a curse curve, curse words say "**** straight paths!", left your *** dead, get your head out your *** ***-head, you feed on your *******, never lead ****, greed at the pulpit, who's it telling lies till you lose it, moonlit at the graveyard shift real wounded, the capacity, to contain such audacity, that's BLASPHEMY, and trash indeed, hash of ****, that's blown away, and passed to thieves, the last's for me.

What to do not to fear?, through hearsay, I hear it once and never give it street cred to replay, at ease, the ******* tend to leave.. forgive my posture, I don't see em all as b's, it's just the way it is, I'm hungry for the action if it's dwelling on me, they're full of **** if they were bold enough to tell it on me, so I'm suspicious of you faking to be vicious, I call it out through action if it's balling out your mouth, I know I'm at my best when the scent is on him.. easy enough but I don't smell it on him.. I don't have it but I wish that I could have a taste, not knowing if it's deadly to me, the responsibility with its power depends on common sense, not so common afterall since we're dying for it, trying for it so we're lying for it, the truth speaks for itself, help me to help you, don't ask me, it's street code, I'm laughing it off, what I don't know can't hurt me, immortal cause it hurts to ask, so I leave you dead in the streets putting mind over matter, you don't matter to me, so share my laughter, I don't matter to you, but yet we're safe never going there, it's brotherly love to leave it here; so we call it a rap and never act on fear.

The air I breathe is a breed, words I read are a seed, I proceed as I lead, fiends that are high on ****, men who plead, make a deed, to intrigue to be freed, what they need is what I heed, caught in greed it was agreed, that they grieve while others leave, hate in eyes is my pet peeve, ask them who they do believe, a blank response, their will achieved.

Help me count it up while counting down, I'm just the one that says it counts, not guessing the amounts, racking up these tall pretty digits, I stall in a minute, I'm finished, without a doubt, and me within this instance can't even these odds, believing the reason deceives us and teaches to preach when we're off, the wisest if I coin the term, "making money is priceless, I see me rich within the drop of a dime and save my two cents of excuses, no longer a penny pincher, my words are worth them bands", causing some to flinch cause the money bought power, and managed it by working my hours, now top me!, but copy my face- and leave it in your minds, your blind but find you chase me, replacing it maybe and then have your babies off my strength that strengthens the height of my dominance, I'm in this child, let purpose be worthless unless in this game, the value increases if some aren't the same.

The spice of enticing, the advising is a prize of violets, only the trueness past your eyelids can withstand the blinding, morphing my movements to stiffness my thickness soon disposes, if not a witness to origins, the rich in fortunes closes, my depiction of fiction is friction free from places, check for broad homeostasis when you are spontaneous, check my basis evading if cries and lies pervading, cause there's no need to advise if my deposits' faking.

Poetry is life, life as a poet, the experience of living out the body, illustrating insights from your hindsight, seeing new light, new feel, NEW LIFE.................The creativity that just takes hold, losing control, you fall into its soul, as visual arts would bear its visible start from my invisible vision within, the complex context that can differ from the 3D world, but soon living its dream, it proves all that is seen just seems it can transcend man-made limits, therefore man made Guinness, with records that transition traditions in each edition all additions are provisional, admitting though, cause initially I didn't know, then again, some agree and some don't, rather recently a piece of me was shattered, scattered cause for peace of mind it really didn't matter, so the shot to the head really didn't hurt, certain how it tranquilized a smart-***, that didn't work, the clutter made him suffer and buffer his brightness, stuttering to butter to others his likeness, with lightning, funny how reality hits, sparking up a feeling he will never forget, his *** turned shellshocked, at the height of the storm when the bells rock.

Take my hand understand, to win this battle we must unify man to man, made from one GOD, we originated from this land, as pure as water, as warm as the air, dry as sand, all in his plan stand, tall as the one beside him, we had no right to judge but still the jury went and tried him, you think you first in line but really you the one behind him, it only matters off the faith in heart that rest inside him, so now the outcome be a fool in heaven wise in hell, you've been addicted to demons the free man cannot tell, the charge you taking you breaking and shaking in a cell, only the Glory of GOD can come and break the spell, but no you failed, the lesson I'm stressing needs to start, we have a role in society we must play our part, past goes to present and future approaches like a dart, so where we at? We not at the end but nor the start, we're at the heart part.

Living here, it appears you have no fears, tears through the years now appear as atmosphere, evaporation was your friend, it's your confirmation, did my complaining ever rain into your conversations?, probably never, though determined to learn in the better weather, call me clever if I'm wetter with ink in my letters, I'm distinctive on the brink into linking your ways of thinking, though I'm drinking, blinking blinded, you're twinkling, how did I find it?, rewind delighted, invited, despite inciting then igniting this insight into fights we decided, we're divided though we multiply double times then **** em, I study how we nullify puzzled minds but spill em, so they're spread for dread and in my head I must beg for my legs to peg my tread, call me dead cause the LIVE is saying I'm fiction, though they gave good diction in the creatures they reached for submission, so you listen, we don't vision if we're not positioned, in disguise, is the wisdom in bliss or a prism?

Assume me crippled having crutches, from clutching grudges with judges, disgusted from discussing the rust that's munching my duchess, what's the use in cussing, no just in fussing for justice!, only will erupt all the scuffling shuffling the punches, bunches of their lunches resumes the human consumption, while they give me nothing my stomach's grumbling for something, they fed me just to summon the coming of all my fumbling, that's why you see me numbing, I'm dumbing from all my tumbling.

I'm convinced, and I believe, I'm only seconds from admitting I admire what transpires from desire ever since, the word itself is bond as we bond as a witness, that this was just a dream come true, no witchcraft in my craft, it's work, the tangibles from my intagibles for sure, that shall endure, whatever thoughts mature from the process of itself and the things that I perceive, that magic is naive and it never ages like fine wine, or was it me never satisfied with it's instant gratification that shows the immaturity in my imagination, it's a question for ages and through the 7 ages of man, I might be a wizard within the last stage, I guess I'd figure I'd drop gems and leave paper trails if you follow my footsteps and pull a rabbit out a hat and tip it to me, we have a chemistry so visions of a chemical imbalance never get to me, you've been such a good friend, you ain't never had a friend like me, postcards from the nyc that shows how we touch souls to the people that ascend like me!!!

Instead of it really being a War On Drugs, it's actually a war against your heart in which the tools are already at your disposal for you to destroy yourself

My brethren in this courtyard that's charged in this program that claims it can call you out your name, of course, most resist, we coexist, with different sentences from different judges, with different grudges and different cells, his is limited, mine is well thought out, in this world where we never knew better to do better, you read my letter from here!.. it's clear you're far in a different state but let it register to your consciousness, I used to be where you at!!, I wanted you to give closure that things would rapidly improve, instead I'm always on the move!, in circles!, to think outside the box is hopping hurtles, instead I need a get out of jail for free card rather than an "I wish you well", I'm ready to tell!, these retards can be hard, in regards to my peace I piece out this piece of the puzzle that never fit in my mind, it's time to see this stuff traumatized our mankind.. we may be blind but when you open your eyes in such a narrow space, it replaced your own mind with an attitude destined to fail, take advantage of the commissary given just to give a bitter taste of the mundane previous life you was living in an attempt to have this not look fully arbitrary.. and contrary to our own mental prisons, I saw this as a ****** way you could feel forgiven..they say hard work pays off, for your homeostasis your brain must never take days off, with overtime I was showing I was superhuman, with ambition to get flowing to get out the ruins.