Sovereign

Here comes the start of the ending of a self bullshitting and self fragmenting era. 

I birthed myself anew after 9 months of acclaiming my self-abandoned self. There's nothing glorious about killing your ego. It doesn't come with awards or rewards. You battle through the many stages of your ego death in total silence and utter humility. You swallow down all the bullshit you usually blabber out, and you shit it out. You clean your eliminating system after that. You do it methodically and repeatedly, in silence, with discipline, without background music.

You remain aware and conscious of any tempting thought or notion of glorifying anything outside of yourself. Any bigger "mission", or "purpose" or selfless, altruistic, "highest good" fuckery. You take notes of all of your dreams and all of your resurfacing memories, you say thank you for awareness, for discernment, for understanding, for the knowing. You don't give back anything, that's another scam. You remain in yourself, and you unfuck yourself from the fuckery that you were born into and the fuckery that you brought to yourself. A lifetime of it, and perhaps even lifetimes. You soldier through, without an example, without an idol, without a mentor, without an anchor. All these notions do is fool you some more. You rise with the sun, or before, and you get to work. 

Work your hands and mind and earn your keep but don't you dare hope, for hope is just another trick.

Just be, tend to your body, tend to your mind, tend to your place and space. And breathe, like your soul depends on it, because it does. Mind the breathing too, and teach yourself how to unshackle even more every new day and every single moment, tirelessly.

No glorifying end in the horizon to aspire for, 

only just serenity... 

and 

sovereignty!