14.January.18


The decision regarding which way to go is mine. Vatic entities may attempt to persuade me that only certain paths lead to righteous rewards, but I am the demiurge of the strokes that limn my life’s story and, as such, I am immune to pulls of hand from both benign and biggity influences. Where I go is where I *want* to go and there is no correlation between pointed directions and next steps–only coincidence–for while eyes and ears perceive, only the heart guides. ; )

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