Return to Egypt?


I refuse to go back to Egypt. I refuse because the pain there was immense and the shame of humiliation was even worse; suffering from rejection by those n authority, we took on their characteristics and assumed those roles n our own lives. We hated each other, berated each other, despised the presence of each other and learned nothing more than how to complain about it all. Today we remain as we once were without ne apparant hope of ever going forward and n fact, when faced with the challenge of a new day, we, according to our first mind, begin turning around, even if we appear to b moving forward. Can we really c y nothing ever changes? Its because we have not changed but rather sculpted everything nto a nice little box of sorts, having removed every uncomfortable element and we just stay there. Its very sad and even hurtful yet it remains our truth.. I, for one, have to decide to enter nto that L.O.N.S. status n pursuit of mine. If im to b outside the box then my mind must accompany me. Im going to explore and learn and silence all the excessive vocal exercise, however, when i return, i will have an amazing story for u..


Signing off...