In my better moments, I've knocked random objects off tables like a cat (or toddler), and I've bloodied my lips with insincere sincerity.
Above all, it seems, I have swelled my 3rd chakra, having had no more use for my body than a tortoise has for diamonds.
But here I peak out of the sulfur. Here I look down upon my failed reign. Here I look down at you, body — mass of nerves and muscles and tissue and ELECTRICITY and REVOLT — Now I look down and say that I will forgive you, if only you'll please forgive me. We can work together to project out to the world a combo of tenderness, courage, and determination - the only things that matter.
And thank you for trying to trust in my severe tyranny for so long.
:: You have it good.
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