Brainshambles

I take chaos.
Repackage it.
Make it look attractive, neat, sensible.
I pull energy from a dark place [I'd point to my chest, as this is where it manifests physically but know it's my head], and find solutions for others [occasionally myself]
Then comes the race,
to convince them,
that they’ve come up with answers all on their own.
Humans love to feel validated.
We are all in lust with the rush.

The key [so I humbly think] is to take credit for very little, earn appreciation. Earn trust.
And if you are lucky [better yet, patient], people start to take notice.
Notice spreads. Slowly but consistently.
And then maybe,
one day,
you find the door.

Can’t give up the search for the door.
And it is truly, a search.
Nothing is free but our right to choose.

There is always a choice.