I look at my life daily.

Tonight, I talked to a human being on the cusp of greatness.

I’ve done this with many. Most fail.

The few that make it, well, they are some of the greatest human beings I’ve ever had the honor to serve.

Being a Táltos is not easy. However, I make it look easy. That takes a fuck ton of work I do on myself so that people do get my best.

As an empath, I have choices daily.

I have a friend, my best friend, he takes care of his mom, and his son has autism.

My friend watched me go through hell, and now I see him going through the same kind of hell.

My friend understands what I went through taking care of my dad until he died.

I haven’t seen him since we went and saw a reggae show a couple months ago.

I get what stress he deals with daily.

I took the stress for him for a day as we hung out. We went and played Frisbee golf, and then we did what we normally do.

It was a great day, one of my best.

Here’s what’s going on with Skyla/Hera.

She knows Solomon/Zeus but doesn’t like him.  However, she feels the pull to him, and she knows she loves him truly, no matter how pissed off he can get her.

I like relatships where we fought like cats and dogs, toxic relationships.

I think I can find a way for Zeus, and Hera’s arguments will not be so much fighting, as an actual point by point argument.

Here’s going to be the challenge that I’ve already accepted and the message self destructed.

I need to build arguments that you have seen before.

That’s a tall ass motherfuckin order and a half.

Now, we have narcissistic intent.

All that’s needed now is the right mix of crippling self-doubt.