NOVEMBER 18, 2020: “Will The Son Ever Rise?” …

My son, Christian. No one will ever really understand what this kid has gone through just to survive, much less learn how to fly with the kinda mangled wings we all had a part in clipping. But he’s MY kid! I made him! So, FUCK that venom suit and every malignancy who put it on him! He’s a fighter, just like me, and just like his sister. Meanwhile …

Hey, Hey YOU,

You take one step forward and two steps back. It’s always been like that. It SHOULDN’T be like that! You’re trying to overcome yourself. You’re trying to work around your HELL!

Two steps forward and three steps back. Why’s your life like that? Why are you like that? You’re trying to understand yourself. You’re trying to fight through this HELL!

All the days gone by and you cant get ’em back. What was your name now? What is YOUR name now? You’re trying to rise above yourself! You’re trying to look beyond this HELL!

Seems like you got way off track. No one ever found you. No one unbound you. They wonder why you hate yourself. Surrounded by a living HELL!

Why can’t you see this clearly?

WHY CAN’T YOU?

Hey hey you, while you’re living the dream, I’d you’ve seen what I’ve seen, NOTHING is clean! Hey, hey you, while you’re rolling the dice, you’ve been paying the price! You’ve been walking on ice!

Hey, hey you, just get out of YOUR way. At the end of the day, you got SOMETHING to say!

Hey, hey you, see the look in your eyes! Will the Sun ever rise? Will the SON ever rise?

YES? Yes, they WILL rise! The Sun will ALWAYS rise and so will the lost and broken kid hiding inside you, but you’ve GOT to get out of your own fucking way first and make peace with your reflection.

Win, lose, or draw, that “son” you see looking back at you in the mirror is ALL really have in THIS world, much less get to play the game with, so …

TAG!

YOU’RE IT!

Now then … grab a hold of YOUR balls, don’t let anyone or anything steal your Sun or your thunder, and remember that YOU are the only “force beyond control” who can either choose or NOT choose to let your cards fold.

Just … say … NO!

RISE UP, Son!

RISE!