Digression

I digress. Forcing myself into progression, for it helps with digestion of all the bullshit that continues to fall into my possession. Disloyalty and dishonesty seems to be all that's surrounding me. But I won't allow people's lack of modesty to hinder my intellectual odyssey, for I am meant to discover bigger and better things. While others are strung out on all that's gold and green, I search for what's in between, benefiting from what exploration brings. And although others fight to hamper my success, the Lord has already confessed that I am destined for greatness. Therefore, I digress. Avoiding the ignorance meant to destroy my process, redirection from the blockade that attempts to barricade my victory, bypassing the misery that longs to accompany me. For I am free. Free to digress. Relieved of all distress, FUCK the human inventions of stress, mess caused by others will no longer burden me. Its hurting me, plaguing me like a disease. But I refuse to be displeased my your nonsense. No offense, but I am blessed. Therefore my achievements cannot be compressed by your detest. And this empowers me just enough to digress.