I’ve been given ideas of how my talent could potentially grow into successful venture. These ideas are the same ideas you’ve mentioned years ago, I just didn’t have the patience to listen. Sasha, those demons are talking to me again. They want me to allivate my skill by hurting those I hold dear. They believe that my emotions are conflicting with my willingness to break free. You’ve warned me about their tongues, the language of death, and the incantation they present. I want to listen to you but every night they drag me closer to hell.
For years I have maintained communication with my love, my teacher, my desire, my passion. Sasha has been an inspiration for me, I hope she can be one for you too.