-Solve et Coagula

Since the accident, life has stripped me down to my most essential elements. Every layer, every aspect of self I clung to dissolved in my grasp. Not only by the impact itself, but by the silent torment that followed.

The man i was before that day in April no longer existed. What i first believed were physical limitations revealed themselves as mental walls which lead to spiritual suffocation.

I spent more than enough time dwelling on the cardinal order of every direction on the whatcouldabeans. While still maintaining a firm grip on a father’s direction and supporting a home. Even though a man’s inner world burnt to its foundation. I looked at it as a punishment for past transgressions but now realized was necessary. For i would have never found that stone i once lost…

In times of transition and rebirth we call upon the memory of past transformations, if only for a brief moment. If we refuse this step in reflection, we will just congeal into the same form. But this time, there will be no corners, only constant perfection of change. I refuse the box…

I don’t give a fuck what anyone thinks they may know because you have no clue what this good man had to endure. And would gladly go tit for tat to whomever thinks they know better cause idunkeers merneymores.

No one can truly understand what another soul endures in its own mortar. If you’ve never faced the pestle yourself.