.If you allow your creative processes, your sensing abilities, your ways of knowing and your thoughts to be marginalized by misapplied pieces of information, you will conspire with weaknesses.
Your being will burn and turn pale ashen.
Leaving you behind as the residue of slow-cooked corruptions.
But your once fresh sweet supple heart, because it slowly thickened and hardened in layers, will survive.
Charred.
Now, only able to find redemption through those who search rubble for destiny partners.
They take the blackened treasure you are to walls of caves so you can speak for yourself.
Your essence translates into vibrations and then into writings.
Your truth lives on in another form.