The Spiral Soul of Humility & Fortitude: Chronicle 33

The Spiral Soul of Humility and Fortitude; Chronicle 33, a method built on a Key, no longer surrendering or reminiscing. Because I hit the end of one chapter and the beginning of another. My freedom cut short, handing the corrupt a chance to repel. A karmic effect that was part of a conspiracy, had me face an encore. Where that snake in the grass was humidified, no longer dehumanising my existence. The underlying and undeniable truth, had come to be. That is when I knew, I hit a final degree. So, when I reached my peak, I could take a leap of faith, feed off the concept and break the chain. It had me reach my pinnacle and start again. A rude awakening to state a fact, and challenge that feast. Forced off the edge, hounding me at every pledge. Questioning the motive and morals of those who lacked ethics and principals. It led me to embrace it all. Trapping those who return for one more flaw. A chance to reveal that upcoming beat. An assumption, that had served me a redemption. A war was created in peace just to give that demon a chance to release. Those who were using me to claim their existence periodically had grounded me. My everlasting breath taken, on a journey that shocked the system. It had come to my reality after the fact; no chance in hell of repeating that tact. I was left to debate what trace will hand me the case. It handed me a treasure to measure the truth. A final freedom to catch up, faced the corrupt with an entrance. It presented me with a clue; long overdue. Where they thought they had the energy to repeat rebel; against my forthcoming clue. It had me wondering, was I working with a veil of secrecy. Just to hand the corrupt a chance to return and belt me in advance. It forced me to repeat rebel and break that trend that put me through hell. It had me face a dead end, I was on trial prepared for one thing and that was to give in and face a new beginning.