Will I hear it and stop lying? I have no choice, except to realize that I am here to know myself, and to let life be my Editor, as I learn from everyone and everything. Little by little, I’ll stop saying “yes” when meaning “no;” which is to say, I’ll stop being a Fraud! What’s left of the illusion of bondage to my indoctrination will get so whammed slammed in the yes, BUTT that I’ll move from dramatic holocaust to easy coasting!

What do I seek to prove, which keeps me relapsing via a Mercury going REDROgrade? Clearly, I do not know that I am IT; the elephant and the sugar ant, the elite archer and the target… If I’m in pain, it’s because I’m still fearing the U-Turn of a mercurial mind unwilling to change its ways; “don wanna to correct me: just wanna be correct!”

I still won’t listen? OK! Let’s watch how high is the a TOP from which I must fall to find myself embracing obedience! Let’s see how deep an earthquake it takes for me to know that I am REAL, as in “God” or the reality in front of me, my true and only soul mate, the ultiMATE love of (my) life! To this end, my gift is a theatrical Big Bang/Big London Ben: it is law, like gravity, that what goes up, must come down! The time will come when the tower I built of my own strength will come crashing down, in a bang…