Find out why I finally jumped Oh wait you already knew and sanctioned it! Why the hell are you looking here now when this is what you wanted?
Tyranny. Yet, I'm still standing. Tall.
Funny how the critics come out when I say, hey, I don't want You anymore. I nicely say, "Please let me go." That, most cannot do, yet insist I'm faulty-- and turn around to criticize because I expressed my desires, wants, dreams, and goals. My how almost to the day history repeats itself...as I told a certain Eastern European two years ago, hey I don't want You, only to be criticized. Earlier this week, the same behavior. Here sits below one of my favorite all-time quotes since You keep searching for me instead of just communicating effectively and directly, with the truth. Continue to hide in Your Ivory Towers (cold + timid (soul(less?)--no I have learned, You have not learned to control and wrestle the monster and might have even become the expression of Evil)) while the rest protect Your moat, as Your perceived and oft-treated-as slaves. I don't have to hide or lie. I do--I perform, I strive, I dare, I live--honestly. Jordan Peterson's Rule 8, "Tell the truth--or, at least, don't lie." Try not only being kind, but also not lying and not constructing anti-truths. Lies are both commissions and omissions; most reading this should know this or should turn in Their licenses. When You confirm anti-truths and tropes, You continue to perpetuate the monster within and without You. Stand up for something, for someone. Do good.
“It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself in a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat.”
Speech at the Sorbonne, Paris, April 23, 1910