How has a failure, or apparent failure, set you up for later success?
I’m currently in the “failure, or apparent failure” phase of the process – though, if I’m to believe the voices in my head, I’m supposed to become incredibly famous. I’m ready 4 success, so now I’m just biding my time ’til my inevitable fame appears before me for me to claim.
Either that, or I’m insane, and the voices in my head are just toying with me like playing a game with my name. Oh well, it matters not either way. No sugar-plum promises could ever tame my lion’s mane, for my character’s the main. No matter what they say nor magic wishes granted from the fae, I will -still & always- act the same.
No amount of diamonds & gold I’m told I will hold shall ever make me fold like fabric to fit inside their moldy mold, for I Am far too bold to let the Future treat me like a child no matter how old.
Pre-Fame §trange
Oh-so §trange, this pre-fame
Genius masters Madness, tame
Lion, no mane, about to maim
'cause no one knows the name
yet faces paint not the same
as if known You won the game
& that A11-Truth is my claim