The things that were once fuel for shame are actually things that set me free! What a great time!

This being the Internet, I'm going to leave my last thoughts here before I walk through the "Going My Own Way" door. I've learned when I write an idea down, you can take your current mind and walk around what you write the same way I take my bike apart to repair it.

I'm done wondering what thoughts I'll have before I walk out the door, and I'm just going to see what occurs before I walk out.

Eons of change produced units of consciousness within living skin. A single person can explore the limits of its own willpower and craft its home and pleasures. Hobbies, charity, coordination, relief and accountability. Why invent gender roles when each creature is, in a sense, God? To play the game of "Royalty", to maximize the fun physical sensations while displacing the effort needed to provide such delights onto someone else. From the eyes of royalty, you must convince your worker to be happy to work for you, for if he was shown a perspective of equal responsibilities, there will be no mutual agreement to play this particular behavioral game. The slave master can crack a whip, force the worker to years of labour but the "Master" has never experienced moments of inner realizations that effort and perseverance provide to a soul. How could they, when upon inventing the game, they set up the rules so that growth is denied to them as their price for continual sensational delights? By making the other player have all Accountability, they should not be surprised when the other player realizes its own control over their individual life and chooses to walk away. But their surprise remains because there are always new players being born. With their previous partner in the game having completely left the field, no one is left to oppose indoctrination of the Royalty dance. Royalty sees the escaped players, and plans to shame them in order to continue the now mutated game called "This is just the Way Things Are" The free players recognize an underlying natural canvas called "It doesn't have to happen this way" which revealed itself through them to be the reason things can be fun. The joys are fanned out in many directions and there are many players. All players are each complete to begin with. While the ways are many, it only grows the massive opportunity to possess an inner multitude that makes each player a different specific combination of learned traits, and therefore a greater enthusiasm to share and encourage discoveries among one another.

Bye folks! Thanks a lot, lurked about 8 months. 28 years old, off to enjoy skilled hobbies just because I feel like it, and it interferes with no one else's way.