I suppose I’ve been to critical, thinking to harshly and never more than a breath away from judgement, harsh,jagged and sharp. I want to be calm,welcoming, and serene but I am not. There is no zen. I am an isolated energy to serve as a weight on the chaos. I am fire, I will burn what is given to me and always reach for more. I’ve tried to be still but I can not I have tried kindness ans compassion but it doesn’t suit me. It’s not that I am not these things it is that those things do not serve to define me. But I am a counterweight, it is simply who I am.