Transitional Uprising

I feel again this power radiating from within me. The exciting part is that it’s infecting my inspiration and adventurous receptors. All in full boom. Life is also radiating. There’s nothing I like more than feeling like finally life is at my grasp. You could say I am at the pinnacle; as the Bender Ball enthusiasts would say, “And that’s the best part.”

pin·na·cle

the highest or culminating point, as of success, power, fame, etc.
More like the pinnacle of this period of my life. The peak of this misery I have been put through or trauma or hardship or…or…or. Through the downfall of this epic failure will rise the Phoenix, new and un-tame into the wild unknown.

pe·ri·od

God‘s monthly torture towards women for Eve’s mistake.

We are reborn into our own lives over and over. It’s amazing how many chances we get to turn things around for ourselves. What’s also amazing is how many people don’t take those chances. Realize nothing and are stuck. I refuse to be a victim to situational standardized misery. The looks I receive spewing, “Why are you not drowning in your sorrows,” will not shake me. For when did strength become frowned upon? I am uprising and awoken.

up·ris·ing

1. to rise up; get up, as from a lying or sitting posture.
2. to rise into view: As we approached the city, the spires of tall buildings uprose as if to greet us.
3. to rise in revolt.
4. to come into existence or prominence: Many calamities uprose to plague the people during the war.
5. to move upward; mount up; ascend.
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