please, oh please, do note the entry date

once i got my head screwed on, or rather, once i came undone, i wielded that power. i used it and destroyed it, but in its destruction i got what i wanted. we both got what we wanted.

i am no tyrant. i misunderstood the nature of my power. the essesnce of power is knowing when to wield it, and when, instead, to simply talk like an overstuffed ass.

that spiff-o-rific day in may, as now, was the time for the latter. the lion had not yet found his roar, and when, having found it, it turned out to be a mouse's squeak, the lion found it to be sufficient.

you say i'm a lion? i do have a mighty roar!