Letting the faucet flow

Thy chosen rising, coming for thou. Not about vengeance, no this goeth deeper. Walk thru Hell just to light thy cigar. Staring into the abyss. Embracing thy flames within this proving ground. Face the storm! Lettem come, I do not hide anymore. Stand firm with deliberation and unwavering strength. Done with the doubt. Thine chains are broken. Not ending, just beginning, and beginning it tis unfolding for thee. Dare to find thy crown. Amicable to thy inner holy of holies celestial daimons assisting in thy evolution, thy mission divine purpose at play. The attempts to bury are nigh. The time is now! Look into the mirror, what do thou see? An illusion, facades that get created? Gaze past, through the glass, to thy innermost authentic truth. No need for labels. Hero, Villain, Other false identities to help thyself make sense of the world and its architecture. We all have the silent battles that we fight within. All are relevant and accurate in thy evolutionary journey. Utilize and recognize all talents and tools in assisting, in allowing the flow, the creativity to pour forth from thy faucet in rapid motion, upon thy own path canvas aplenty. Speak not to be liked, nay, better to be thyself truthfully in the best authentic version that thy will ascend to be. Be the architect of thy world, thy empire and kingdom that builds up upon a

firm setiment foundation worthy to last eons to come.

Release thy Kraken, Release the Harpies!