Here I am again. At the top of the mountain, infallible. I have no qualms with the world, just good feelings - completely fearless. I have objectives that are within my grasp, that I will enjoy and bring me closer to where I want to be in the future. But to have gotten here I had to go through the opposite. To suffer, to have no hope - to see absolutely no light, no signs, no God. In that dreadful state, I was worthless and everything that I had built for the future had crumbled. This will come again. Will this be my life for eternity? This falling and rising, this law of rhythms? Is this breakable? Is this law just an illusion - a part of my mind? I once had a different peace, a natural, magic peace - one completely content with the present and God. Not do - just be. I learned many truths as well as the only truth that matters: There is only one. Have I turned my back on you? Or you me? Either way I feel too damn good to let this go to waste - I have shit to do. At this time, this is the only way I know how to live.