Self-awareness isn’t always gravy, baby.It offends and injures the trait inside me.Until I am forced to observe it honestly.Then descends the voices of reason…Vultures from within. Well, damn, maybe this is just who I am.A cookie monster. A goodie goblin…a puppet in the hand of some unseen master.Incapable of operating without strings, sentient being? Pfff … Continue reading Poem: The Hidden Truth About Energy Vampires