Today, one of my dearest friends and “Death Punch sisters” gifted me the inspiration I’d been looking for to properly name and complete this Diary entry I began drafting over THREE YEARS GO to “The Bleeding”:
(HER):
The post you made yesterday about Gia and the email has been on my mind since I read it. I didn’t comment because I didn’t even know what I wanted to say. But now I do. I don’t know the situations but I think I have a good idea. The little cuntlings know they are in the presence of someone who is worlds above any level they could ever attempt to reach. In order to cover their own misgivings and incompetence they try to gild the wings of a greatness that’s unattainable to lesser beings. When they spread their ugly words, it’s to cover up the hate they carry for themselves. To try and make someone hurt a fraction of how they do inside is the goal. Sometimes I’m sure it stings, and sometimes I’m sure Gia has wanted to give up and give in but she too knows there is such a greatness in her that she will not be torn down beyond repair. I know you’re proud of her vetoing compare, and you should be. She truly is one of the brightest, yet darkest burning stars in the universe and she will never be tamed.
(ME):
I’m in tears. For real. Not to mention the fact that every time I hear that song, THE thing that comes to mind is JUST how truly dark AND bright of a star she is!
Meanwhile, once her essay is done, I already have that Diary entry locked, loaded, and IN THE HOLSTER, but I just didn’t know what I was going to call it OR which song I’d pair with it. I think you just solved that for me:
Nietzsche famously said:
I tell you: one must still have chaos in one, to give birth to a dancing star.
(Thus Spoke Zarathustra)
While I don’t necessarily adhere to all of his philosophies and certainly don’t think “God is dead”, I do align with a great deal of Nieztsche’s anti-conformist ideals. The three things he loathed most were conventional thought, organized religion, and the often false virtue of conventional morals and ethics. Like Nietzsche, I believe it’s the weaker and less intelligent among us who tend live within the confines of ass-backwards herd mentality thinking and doing because they lack the ability, strength and courage to think for, stand for, or even exist apart from a crowd as “themselves”. So, they forsake their individuality and any potential for personal growth or ascension.
Not MY daughter! She’s one of the elite, my friends, if not a superhuman force of nature, who like her mother has crossed on over to the far side of traditional social structure …
i love you my sweet momma. how lucky am i that i have such a powerful woman as my mom”
Lol! How lucky is she?
HOW LUCKY AM I?
So, with that, here’s to one of the most truly beautiful, brightest, darkest burning stars I’ve ever had the privilege of knowing. She has emerged from all this chaos anything but mediocre amidst the masses of her thoughtless sheepen peers who literally don’t know who they are or what to think unless somebody else tells them into a perpetual state of creativity, individuality, and SHINE!
The Diary Of My Perfection 
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