I have the expectation that any day now, I will become excellent. It will be like a conflagration. My old body will go up in ashes, and the new me will be pure, like new fire, like bright light.
Everything I want to touch, I’ll touch. Anything I just want to pass through, will pass through.
There will be no more stewing in the void. I will cease to be a receiver; I will be a maker.
Lady K