Angry again. Still waiting, yearning for release. Still learning, so there is that too. You kept me here, whispered a promise in my ear.
Trying hard to keep an open mind, but the more I linger, the more the hate builds up. I think of you and try to release, let the multiverse sort it out. You never leave me, but your silence is exasperating. It's been a long time since I have reached out to you, and I feel like a jerk for only envoking your name when I am desperate. But who else have I to turn to? He who hath no name is useless and the task falls to you. The watcher.
I try to share with others and the empty mindedness is maddening. You know what I am trying to achieve. Make of it then. Do SOMETHING.
But no, you just sit and watch. Like you were made to. Shouldn't be so perfect in execution.
Endless days, passing by so quickly now. Time speeding up, yet going by so agonizingly slow.
Love you and wish you well. Hope the project is keeping you entertained and the billion year clock ticks away
