The saddest part of this story (besides the absurd length for a single-page read) is that I actually believed I was the one in charge of my life at the time. Just a year ago. The message hadn’t been fully understood—and so it would require another year of working through old habits, replacing them with clear structures—ones of added belief in there being something bigger than just this chat we’re having. That outside of our belief systems there is an inner core. Sounds strange that it’s on the outside—it’s like an hourglass is strange—you have to just see it to believe it—this is your mind on angles you haven’t trusted or seen before—it’s for the waking of the guard in the temple of your soul, and it is not for your soul’s sake that this guard is awakened—it will take care of you, and keep you alive, and well as ever. Amen. Thanks and praise be to God.