Be wary of what you ask of me, Beloved.

Dec 02, 2006 09:21

“… brevity is the soul of wit.” Perhaps brevity’s sphere of influence extends beyond wit.

From a personal standpoint controlled chaos liberates me from the forceful conditions imposed upon me from a divinity.

I have also built a position in Ford with the right to exercise ten contracts in the following eight months at the designated priced of $14.00.

In the coming months, a northern songstress will call out to me. A battle rages on within me, but the one outcome is clear. I will make that trip. The uncertainties of what rest ahead both frightens and intrigues me.

Success in this event can only make certain the progression onward into a more challenge terrain. Failure will be a negative calibration on the scale that I have worked so hard to balance.

This entry has no unifying theme. Don’t look for one. I’m just thinking as I sit here in the S.D., how much of an adventure my life has been.

My allegiances rest with no man, nor beast, outside the confines of this vessel. I am going to get as much as I possibly can. You’re either with me or against me. Neutrality will not be accepted nor go without repercussions.

For all that was, here I stand.

Watch over me.

Sol Invictus.
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