Confessions of ‘A’ Risin’ Star

Above Pic: My Recent Miami Home 2/Hilton Friend (ie. Ting)

Exhausted in the solace of alone, with people nearby…

90% of the people around you as you rise, will not have been around, when you first wished it would happen. That’s something that’ll take a risk getting used to. Because, once you accept that, you, yourself’ll start to see, movements. Movements in the vibes people give off (especially in shaded hearted ones), in relationships, in finances, in moods, in materials, and most regrettably essential, your outlook on it all. That which is the truest part of you’ll take an unequivocal metaphorical hit. You’ll never ever really see things like you did before, and that will evolve, constantly…

No, I’m not saying that everyone does n’t feel or experience this, because in a strange way, we all do. However, when you wish so far deep into the tunnel, and that earnest crystalizes, you can’t ever really be the same. It’s not that you become bad or good; you’re just, truer…

You’ll start to accept that your perception of the chosen sex is vastly altered versus what you’ve been largely exposed to. That’s why it’s likely been so draining, unless you detach from, it. (The ‘doors’ you intertwine with, may or may not, usually the ones that others find so challenging, out of reach, or seemingly, unattainable…)

Any of your seemingly close friends will drift apart from you, but they will be replaced with, things. Those things will be what you wield. Your curse (and gift) is that you’ll understand way too much about it all. The game may or may not allow you to interact with those types of ‘things’ until you feel ready; consequentially, at this point, you’ll be so intent on bein’ productive, that such can’t happen until you feel, achieved. That’ll likely be rare because of your goal drenched nature, so you may be perceived as what others’ll say is a jerk, emotionless, or an a**hole. You won’t give much thought after (or before); that’ll prolly become, your rise…

And you just kinda take off from there…

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