You say that I have changed, that I am not the same as I once was. You are mistaken. I am exactly as I once was, the only difference being I have added to it, I have grown, I have become more than I was before.
Distraction, you have supplied plenty of, will not hinder this growth, this expansion of self. I refuse to remain in a little box, stagnant and only listening to what you would like me to. No, I will stretch my wings until the day I die, then I will fly.
Silently, yet quite clear, a suggestion is made.
“You’ve got to let it go! If you don’t, they’ll keep jerking you around. Speak to me. The one who always hears but chooses not to fill your head with clutter, leaving room for you to interpret the world using your own capacity without interference. Rather than…