In the Vedas, they say my personality type is the most difficult to deal with. The mastering of my senses, the understanding of the mechanisms that drive the world and the constant struggle between suppression and the animal. That is why every day is a celebration; I understand it and I'm thankful just to be here.
Some days the things that come through my flesh end up twisting my bones. I'm afraid of ever getting in a fight because of that feeling and the way it comes out of me. I've seen the look in the mirror and it scares me. I don't want to hurt anyone and people who know me would say that I don't have an anger problem. I just have a suppression problem- and yet they can't begin to keep up with me in even my most sedated states. Bursts of flame and smoke that create storms of networks erupt by themselves. One moment gives birth to more than the normal person will consider in a month. I know because I've been there. I've blacked out a single year of my life in that dead state and I promised myself that even on pain of death, I'd never do that again. That all the suffering of passion is worth the avoidance of that icy sleep. Death by fire. YES. Death by fire. The only end fitting for my kind.
the edge. there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. -hunter s thompson
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