I am fairly certain that my muse has gone to ground and some nasty little demon is masquerading as her. It’s from the “who cares, you suck” branch of hellions. Perhaps the angry energy vibrations circling the globe play a large part. I cannot imagine how many people high on the empath scale are handling it. I am tired of feeling all the negative emotions. I am tired of feeling helpless in spite of donating to causes. It’s hard to have faith and hope in the future. But I am holding fast to charity and love.
So let me apologize now for what I may post in the future. Forgive me. I fear it’s going to be “Dark Tales by Lili on a Soapbox”.