I wake up daily to live. I do not wake to work, clean house or even read what is going on in the world.
When I take my first conscious breath I can feel my chest rise and then it lowers. Many times it comes with a sigh, a sigh of knowing that I am not living; not living my dream so to speak. And yes, I actually have a dream. Sounds a bit cliche' but so be it; it is the truth.
So when it comes to my life; not yours, but mine - If you do not have value to add to it - stay the fuck out. I have no time nor energy to work through the many issues in which you house. I have no time or energy to cypher through your childish comments because you are too much of a chicken shit to just fucking say what is on your mind.
This blog is titled censura deest for a reason. If you cannot follow that same path then you; a frightened soul, will never know what the meaning of truth is.
Unless of course your truth is a deceptive one.