Do what ye will, harm none.
I’m under strict observances these days. There are things to be said
about clarity.
I don’t think I’ve ever been under so much pressure. If all the world
is a stage, I am her biggest clown.
Tears of a clown…
I haven’t cried for some time, and have had to learn the ability to
calm the tempest that is me. It has taken me a long time to understand
myself and my nature, but I do know now… after all this… exactly
what I’m made of.
No one can stop me now.
I made claims earlier in this adventure to certain people… one of
whom, when he squarely said to me that they might take my children
over this…. (this being my very self) I replied “you assume that I
think of my children in terms of posession, no matter where they are,
they have always been, and will always be, MY children).
The sanctity of my person, and my family has come under tremendous
fire in the last few months, and it is now coming to a head. Last year
was Shwatarded, who knows what this will turn into, but I intend to
turn it into something.
Good.
I now have what I feel I need to move forward with tremendous
confidence, and not to sound cocky (god forbid), but I know I’m
heading out on the right foot, and I am in command of myself.
I know when to take the lead, and interestingly, have had to learn the
hard way, when to let it go.
And trust.
That things will move forward in a positive way, and that my family
will be reunited, and healed.
These are my wishes.
Happy 1st Anniversary of Shwatarded Eve ladies and gentlemen…
anyone care to come out and celebrate with me and see if we can’t stir
up a Part II? I could use a few hands :)