As I sit reflecting on what I've been told by the suspecting, that my talents are not adding up to what they all have been expecting. All that's remaining is my bottle of courage & inspiration, yeah that style of support metabolic & ever changing my persona so they say that's how they are affecting & restricting my talents although though my eyes i see it all perfecting or maybe I'm just disconnecting through these pharmaceuticals but I see beautifully enhanced by pharmacology. Limitations of my imagination while my veins are filled with moxy & are steadied by the added Fet of my intellect