This uneasiness tends to blend in with my rigid sense of righteousness. It frightens me to know how keen my insightfulness can be. That my pride bares no shame in any defeat even if it’s not for my likeness. The smallest crisis is also my biggest weakness, for I am a perfectionist
who accepts nothing less than Godliness. Can you see what I mean, when I say I am frightened by my rebellious pridefulness? Most days my spirit is exhausted from gathering the secrets life keeps hidden beyond my minds stricken capabilities. God speaks through
actions and strikes your soul with peacefulness. A new century has dawned upon our limitless skies but our eyes are struck by technologies laziness. Have I gone crazy enough that I actually believe this nonsense? Perhaps this is due to my arrogant stubbornness.©
