Trust is not a four letter word

This time I am on really thin ice and I know it. This time it is a matter of life or dying slowly, impoverished and homeless. This time it all comes down to one thing.

Trust is not a four letter word.

My trust has been so battered by the world it occurred to me that the Divine agency that created this place is insane. That is Doubt. I will not lie and say it isn't so.

But trust is not a four letter word, which is what the Betrayers want to make it.

Last night I dreamed I was searching for a different type of meat. Real food to sustain me. How's that for symbolic.

The back drop of this world is just that. The juxtaposition of Madness by which to see the light of Truth.

No...trust is not a four letter word and I am no fool to trust. Just a child still learning what it is to get scraped knees.

Ex Mea Manua In Tua Manua, Dea Eterna