I might be in psychosis not sure. But I don't really care. The damage has been done, as I have explained for many decades on here (Lol) - No but seriously.. It's too late. All I need is my soul to be freed. And I will fight endlessly, for eternity.. To free my soul. Even after all my bones fall from the burning sky, rearranging into a heart shape - Black and burnt, the blood from my suffering will drip onto it, like red paint, from hell. Onto the structure of my stubbornness, and what I feel deeply. Radiating and echoing, throughout the universe, for unintentional revenge and pure love.