What would you do if someone or some people mistook your identity or tried to put you in a straight jacket? This is how I would respond in order to achieve my goals and objectives (that I cannot hide or keep secret from people because of the above) based on my knowledge of law and other abilities. This is a poem I wrote that describes what I am facing and also illustrates some of my talent and how to overcome seemingly impossible barriers, to give hope to people in similar situations, and eventually win at this battle of life:

TRICKLING UPON A ROCK:
FLOWING OVER THE BROOKS AND STREAMS,
TIME IS OF ESSENCE, IN THE HANDS OF TIME TO THIS TICKING CLOCK,
IN THE UNIVERSE POINTING TOWARDS THE SOURCE, OF GLISTENING OF GLIMMER, FOCUSING ON,
FLOWING FORWARD ENDLESSLY LIKE THE DAISY BLOOMING UPON THE PROTRUDING BEARING SURROUNDINGS,
JAGGED THE CHALLENGES,
AN ASTEROID FLIES TOWARD TO MOONS OF THE HEAVENS,
EVER DESCENDING AS WE SEE:
RELENTLESSLY ...
IN THIS PROTRUDING MOMENT OF OUR DESIRES,
BENT TOWARDS TO INNER SPACE AND CONTOURS PORTRAYED,
LIKE A MOTION OF ENLIGHTENING FIRES,
HELD IN ITS CONSTANTS AND STAYED,
WE WORSHIP THE GODS AND GODDESSES IN THE HEARTS OF MOTIONS,
IN HOPES OF GLORIFICATION TO UNFOLDING REWARD,
IT IS THIS THAT BRINGS TO US OUR DEVOTION:
TO THE FRONT, THE BATTLE WITHIN, EVER MOVING TOWARD,
TO SEE THIS AND WITNESS BEARING THE ENDURANCE
IN THE DUST THAT WE ARE AND PARTICLES OF NOTHINGNESS,
HAVE FAITH, HAVE HOPE, TO YOU THERE IS REASSURANCE,
IN TRUST, IT SINGS TO US,
TO THE SONGS OF THE EVER INSPIRING ENFOLDING ENLIGHTENMENT,
LIKE THE HUMMING BIRD SINGS ITS TUNE, ITS VERY CHORD,
KEEPING TO MUCH NOT IN DESIRING, BEATING WINGS ON CHIMES IN THE WISP OF THE BLOWING WINDS ON A FRAGRANT DAY OF MISTY DUE ON A MORNING SUN'S RADIANCE,
LIKE THE LANDSCAPE AND ITS FJORDS,
A NOTE OF PRAISE,
A SCALING FORWARD, ASCENDING GRACE,
ALL SEE YOU TO THIS PLACE OF RELAYS,
AN HONOR HERE FOR EVERY RACE,
TAKE UP THE STAFF, TAKE UP THE TORCH,
IN HUMBLENESS, SHALL WE HAVE SUCH PRIDE IN THE MERITS OF THE HEART'S INTERNAL EMBERS,
LIKE A GIFT IN THE GLITTERING STARLIGHT: TWINKLING, FLOWING, AS GENTLE WAVES ON SHORES OF THE STRIKING INCENSE BROUGHT FORTH,
CARESSING, MELDING, RELEASING, TO THE SCENTS OF THE GROOMING CARE OF HEARTS OF COMPASSION:
COMFORTING AND BONDING,
ESCAPING, RELAXING,
FROM THE REALITIES OF DIS PLEASURES,
A WARMTH SHINES HERE, EVER HOLDING ON,
WHEN DESPAIR DESTROYS, WILTS THE FLOWERS OF THE FIELDS,
ONE EMBER, ONE STEM, SURVIVING,
NEW GROWTH OF HOPE APPEARS,
AMONG THE CINDERS, PROVIDING NEW DIRECTION,
THE ROSES ESCAPING DECADENCE, RISING TO BRING NEW DESIRES IN THE EVER ETERNAL BLOSSOMS, ESCAPING, DRIFTING, MEANDERING
ON FORWARD TO THE TASK OF THE BROOK IN ITS PATH OF SHAPING:
TRICKLING UPON A ROCK

Copyright- THE MACHINE

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