I can sense that the tide is turning. It feels as though this time it may divert itself into a yet undetermined direction. It feels as though there is a doorway in between me and my destination, and I am for what feels like the first time, not looking for simply a key for the door, but for a way to take the entire door apart around the lock. I can perceive my hands not as the means to hold the tools, but as the tools themselves, acting as the agents of something higher. I am coming to realize that I myself have been fulfilling things that I have not even been aware of. Animal and Infernal aspects have come to mutual understanding and appear to working in tandem to bring about revolution. I am only beginning to be able to read, and primal predestination seems to have some larger aspect in mind for me to bear witness to. Will I be the one to unravel your DNA, to read the secret name of your soul aloud, to whisper it in your ear and free you?
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Eee. I'm gonna finish The Great Gatsby tonight if I can, maybe start on Survivor...else starting it tomorrow 