ripping away that claim on my forehead: clairvoyant, i am no more. i was bad at it anyway. i walk into the unknown and the uncertainty of new explorations. i will come back, though in a different light, and stand naked before the world. behold my new found aspirations and confidence for i will slaughter any challenges. to all vile vermin, please judge; your words are like water pebbles on my rain boots. i feel no wetness, i am not cold... and the sun is shinning through the clouds.