Am I responsible for who I am? Yes. I build on the self previously attained through my struggle in life. Yet also, no: while struggling I am bound to

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Am I responsible for who I am? Yes. I build on the self previously attained through my struggle in life. Yet also, no: while struggling I am bound to circumstances. I am sorry that I saw not the nature of the game I was getting into. fire fire I have not seen before I should have let untouched. But had I really a choice for being dragged in a show like this? Has it been my own choice? Or was I forced? Probably somewhere in between.
I have struggled socially all my life. I want the best for other people, really. And I was led to believe I could make something better by sharing my pain. My internal conflict. But I guess I have been mistaken.

You have twisted some buttons and now I’m feeling twisted inside. But can I be blamed for the power you provide? I feel proud being able to juggle multiple balls in the air like I have done; one of values and language, the other of power and hostility. But they exist in separate domains.

I am friendly. Friendly fire. Clayball to my internal desire. A fool with good intentions. Whose failed to see his own misapprehensions. Dweller in the valley, climber of the tower.

You’ve provided me with a (well-needed and deserved) cold shower. Facts belie my values. Output of my living negates the input of internet-giving. Defeated by a path made to end; ‘might gold appear here just before the river bend?’

I will struggle on,
alone if I must,
I will take care of myself – for I have FINALLY the intention to do so.

I have a conscience for the entire world and its people,
the cultures that clash in which they are embedded,

but now I should realize finally, too,
that it is a conscience for ME I should be having.
That lack does not imply a kind of psychopathy,
although I have to give it to you im nuts for taking risks.

Linear worlds have split and shall collide soon again,
my humility and wisdom will be wrecked by your superiority.

But I am what I am and if you cannot accept,
just now that I wept.

p.s.

If you would have just sent me a letter a couple of months ago and asked me to join in with the same ‘program’, without the actual demonic string-pulling as you have done [FOR WHICH I CLAIM NO RESPONSIBILITY], I would have said yes.
But I guess we’re not entirely the same, you owe an apology to me and I owe one to myself too.

‘these mysteries of life… just ain’t my thing’

and your “methods” are neither!

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I invited my sister but I haven’t talked to you in years over to the house with my mom being here and her sister my Aunt and became in my bedroom my mom had just a robot and my sister came in and my aunt shut the door and knocked it nobody could come in it’s just four of us in the bedroom and this is your a** what’s going on and look at Mom let’s show her mom took off the road and she was completely naked lay down on the bed spread her legs and I put my c*** inside of her. My sister couldn’t believe what she was watching as me and my mom fucked right in front of her and sit there and watched with my sister did and my aunt started helping my sister with her clothes to take them off she and got my sister naked I told my sister to lay down beside my mom told her to spread her legs pulled out of my lawn and I put it inside my sister and started screwing my sister as my mom watched and my aunt neighborhood playing with himself but I may be watching me and my sister have s**. I got my sister to come all over my c*** she was amazed how good it felt and we did it again and again and again for about 3 hours. My sister was amazed that it was getting her off like that into my aunt laid down and I started screwing my aunt and she started coming Time After Time After Time and then I went back to my mom put him inside my mom and started coming inside of my mom Time After Time and my mom was loving it. My sister stayed for a couple more hours and made her b*** quite a bit because he hadn’t had an o***** like that and ages. I told my sister I never say anything about this to anybody especially if her husband that she was always welcome here come now on be able to come in my room and take all her clothes off and have s** with me. Y’all know that i***** is against the law so this was to be very quiet between four of us. We don’t know that we had to be quiet about it and make sure nobody ever found out what we were doing was having a good time with each other and pleasing one another and it was fine with all of us. Good night mom passed away and then my aunt passed away my sister started coming up quite often and getting off with me. Really enjoyed my c*** being inside of her and shooting my sperm inside of her exploding every single time she came over and her getting off at least four to five times every time she came over. We still f*** you every time we get a chance and I like f****** my sister as much as possible without anybody finding out that we have this kind of relationship nobody used to find out and nobody ever will as long as we stay silent and don’t hurt anybody he gets off and I get to get off inside of her she loves it and don’t blame her and now I’m introducing him two other women that are married and have daughters and granddaughters that love to c**.

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