I am self creating.

Following that line of logic I could theoretically do anything or go anywhere from this point. But I need sculpting. I need some order, maybe some planning, to mold me into something artistic.

What is holding me back? Fear. Fear of others. Why am I so afraid of others. Why do I care? I have to care! I have to because they are a part of my world. I can lash out in all directions, my "will to power" urges me to do so. Laughing helps. Oh god it helps a lot. The release. Laugh it off. Get it out! Screaming helps too. Crying. MOVING. It all works. I want to do it all in all directions at all times! No, not want... Need. I need to. I don't want to deny my true self anymore. Why hide? To what end? Why? I have to. I have to do it. Because I am all I will ever have.

On a more positive note, fuck you.

Joe

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