Hey. I’ve heard it been said that one could search his or her whole life for this, a perfect blossom, and it wouldn’t be a wasted life. For me, i seek a stillness of mind and in doing so, miss this “perfect blossom” . My mind can be such a beautiful thing and place to be. But, oh and there is a but, it can also be darker than a thousand nights. It sometimes is this ever so simply complicated labyrinth of different universes and planes. Wholes if you will, that i fall into with no escape in sight or reach. Panic takes hold like a code and it’s the begining of another end. I must remember my chi sometimes hundreds of times a day. And those are the days i am lucky enough to catch it or even want to. Because sometimes it feels so good to be bad that it’s scary! The perfect blpsdom, a stillness of mind, I no longer find peace in chaos, but find myself creating chaos because it’s where this illusion of peace once existed! Sit still and breathe Blackwell, just fucking sit there and don’t move! To those of you out there in the grip of it, i pray that today is the day your life changes for the better as mine has and continues to. God Bless and stay up. I love you and you matter to me!