Always my life is filled with strange enigmatic intrigue...often not associated directly with me, but around me.
Have I twisted the cogs of fate too much this time?
Have I betrayed something much more important than my future?
Have I employed a method of self-destruct?

My way has always been the high way. I never think about those under me unless they're part of my path.
I have put in the very last parameter in a strange machiavelic device that was fathomed out of deceit, mistrust and possibly, just possibly, misjudgement. If so, that means that everyone is to learn something very important, but at a very painful price.
I have no logical choice but to take my decisions with great prudence. Should I act? Or should I let things play out?

I never wanted to complicate things this far, but I'm certain that all things happen for a reason. What reason that might be, is what makes me fear my own diabolical genius. The unknown answer to what it all comes down to is what makes me tremble in fear.

The outcome might outweigh the means...I am in a very dangerous situation right now. My brother always had a way to help me look at things in a seemingly more logical way...cold and without sentiments, but always mindful of the present and of other peoples feelings.

My father might lose his job, but my mother saw it coming for years.

I might lose proteco, but I feared it was strangely inevitable.

My brother might actually stay in florida...but it would be for the better.

This country might have to die in it's own hypocricy...but it deserves it because our leaders have led us to such a result.

I feel a strange balance to it all...something right now feels...okay.