Seeing Clear
It's been a prison this place. The symbolism is everywhere; in the apartment with the screened in porch, the year long leases, the underground office with no windows. My sentence is coming to an end, the next chapter is beginning. I have to finish the education for the expereince, but most importantly for the respect. After that Im game for anything. There have been so many distractions, the women, self-consumption, my desires that at times take control. I have to beat them into submission, focus on one task and beat it down till I master it. It's that force that I look to defeat, that force that binds all creatures, that force that can only be defeated from a life full of pursuits and victories; not letting life win, but staying conscious of the divine, timing my moves and staying a step ahead of the rest. I see this now, I used to doubt my abilities, but now I know Im getting better, I'm one of the best. Such a interesting world awaits, but I'm still too easily distracted by the ways of this country and world. My old patient comes to mind. The sociopath, the man that was indifferent to everything. They called him crazy, yet he fascinated me, I called him free. But nobody understand that fasconation, they cant imagine a world without justification, emotion, good and evil. But I can see the truth, I can see through your emotions and ideals and see things for what they really are. I see what they can't and I'm getting better. The next battle and demon is coming, I can see it on the horizon like a storm rolling toward me. He's bigger and stronger than the rest, a soul killer. It' one that is all to common to man, but one I have avoided to this point, its name is Power. It's coming, I see it and no matter how much I prepare I know it will have me on my knees, the question is can I get back up.