The last few days were FIERY.

Full moon phenomenon?

I don't know.

Out of the blue, RAGE went to its peak.

Rage about every big and small compromise.

Rage about unfulfilled expectations.

Rage about lost hopes.

My little inner girl and bitch conspired to go on a rampage to destroy everything outside that supposedly contributed to it.

And when these energies exhausted themselves, I saw...

I was the one who created these compromises, no one asked me to.

I was the one who created these expectations, they are mine.

I was the one who nurtured these hopes, even though it was always damn clear they are not having any foundation.

It's time to stop smoking Hopium and claim my Power back.

And to honor the Fury... She is damn powerful!

The essence of her ashes is Clarity.

It's time to stop holding anyone accountable but MYSELF.

Let it echo through the Earth and the Sky.