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All Roads Lead To Rome

So yeah, I fucked up yesterday. It's not a bad gig really. I've run too often in the past. Time to face the situation head on this time. I think I need to do this, this time. It's going to be a cast iron bitch though, no two ways about it. I'll have to work very, very hard. I'm sure I'll learn something about myself. Good and bad probably. I need to lose my passion though and be cold. Colder than liquid nitrogen. Coldly professional. No mercy. No give on one hand but incredibly flexible and enduring on the other. Be smart with the system and use it to every advantage. Put up a shell and NOBODY gets through. To survive this will be an ultimate test for me. It should be interesting. It certainly won't be dull. Not literally but metaphorically speaking maybe I can bury or help bury the sonuvabitch. Wouldn't that be a coup. Him AND his 'priest'. Hmph! Dreamer...lol. So...focus...be smart...be cold cold cold...use my brothers and sisters to the best advantage. Use hate in the most intelligent and constructive way possible. Stake the cocksucker through his evil black heart if we can, and bury his ass. If I/we do it right, the others will see. A little fear can be a good thing. The great adventure begins. Like the Terminator, Arnie, I'll be back.