I, the system, is a glass jar lacking color, purpose, and identity. The Others are the color, personality, and identity when they fill the glass jar- the jar is now theirs.

But often more then not, they swirl against each other in the same jar which causes confusion and conflict within, so now we are a mish mash of Ids clashing against each Other. Even fears from the lessers inner twine in the menage.

We only pray or wish for relief at any cost if allowed. Period.

Alcohol okay, endless sleep better but denied.

Somebody tell me that there is a pill to fix all this. I've done every drug under the sun licit or illicit to fix this.....except the red one.