I never did mind the little things 'then suddenly the veil of blindness was lifted thus; leaving me in whirlwind spin of seeing the truth, knowing the truth, falling into the rabbit hole that Alice in Wonderland fell hard into knowing the mad hatter does exist. This world fabricated into a matrix and here am I a Simple Poet brilliantly decoding my salvation. The watchers would want my soul but the fight for my soul is greater than my flesh. My Lord will save me. My poetry is my attitude.