Asking...for anything...is completely beyond the scope of every atom within this human form. Solicitation simply has no berth in my realm. I was raised with two options - figure IT out or die.
Always willing - I took to figuring out - leaving "IT" out of the sentence provides space for the inevitable constancy of life. And life obliged with a cacophony of constancy.
But, while creating the Portal, I made room for asking. Certainly, this was uncomfortable, but what necessary change isn't?
I needed two sixteen foot 2x4s. Off I went to ask Kind Kim. Task accomplished.
The next day "asking" residuals must have still been roaming the ethers. A neighbor stopped by while I was jacking up the Portal. An engineer for the entirety of existence, the neighbor was taking in the Portal scene while giving me a lowdown on general life conditions at home. Later that evening, a phone call from the neighbor promised some options that would probably prove helpful.
DIO
Philosopher, Author, Artist, and no thing in particular. Beyond description. Completely unknown, yet totally familiar. Knows no thing and re-members every thing...same as you.
To Eliminate A King
Pure power materializes when intention parallels speech and action. Any disjunction between the three creates confusion, chaos, and destru...
