Ocean Turn

I’m Ocean Turn; A Professional Creator. 🐊 I own, create, & solely manage my multimedia narrative creation. (🧵) 🌊 I make novels, video game soundtracks, and work alone. If you’re curious as to what my project is, view the link below! LINK: talesofaniyahgoodwill.com

I will maintain my thoughts, and find my way, as I have now. A long journey, but eventually I will be free. And then, all will be clear.

But favor doesn’t mean “favorite”, it means “you are special to me”, but does not mean “we are close to each other.” I’m learning just like what you said, and you are wise.

My digital footprint will be a testimony, by the way. No matter what you referred to, I know you ran a background check. People like you are my favorite.

“Don’t try, be.” Well spoken. I have been hyper religious. I’m learning, graciously thanks to Jesus Christ. I won’t burn bridges, but if I try to, ignore the flames. He’ll fan them out for me All love, - Ocean Turn.

Let us not get over zealous for Jesus. That becomes a religion, not a faith; Inversely, your master is the savior. Not you. Remember your creator, not your vainglories. Silence your arrogance. 🔇

Death follows your hearts, yet you never turn a blind eye to it, because it whispers in your ear like a snake slithers and bites. It’s Eden all over again. Watch the apple of your eyes. I am PRAYING for your safety. All of you are in his net, and don’t even realize the clippers are in front of you.

You think, “surely, we will be sustained by our wealth!” Yet inside, you know damn well that isn’t true.

You people reach too far, “i know everything!” You. Are. Wrong. Arrogant pricks, who assert themselves into positions and situations they do not deserve to be in. You claim power and fame and fortune, yet inwardly cry like a sobering drunkard as if you have had it all, and life itself is death.

I’m renewed, hope you’re okay. I don’t care either way, but I don’t have to forgive what you don’t recall or respect. So that’s done, and I’m having fun. I won’t mention your name again, but I respect the fact you’re so damn influential. I just hope the trapdoor doesn’t open.

But even I don’t hate you, it doesn’t matter.

In other words… You humbled me.

But thankfully, I’m separate now.

We’re all laughing.

I’m an acacia tree, sorry to say. Acacia “Atonement”. Funny how that worked out right? You stuck to the earth, I stuck to my roots.

I state that as kindly and “dickhead but sweet” as possible. You didn’t want worship. But it was vainly granted to you. And sadly, they tried to steal it from you. After all, I robbed them of the right to claim me, so be blessed we’re both clean. Lest you take the mantle, it’s gone.

And because of your privacy, you taught me a wise virtue. Owe nothing to a soul. Because yours is more valuable than gold or any material thing. You truly are interesting, you flap of fuck.

I thank the log that sunk down the river made of pine wood for their stupidity. You really sunk a boat and it became the ocean to swarm back like a flood for the sole reason it got what you never wanted.

So how do you compare?

Fortunately, I found someone who won’t starve me. And buddy, let me tell you about him. His name is above all names.

As for me, I’m fine. Humans expect us to answer each other. What happens when you ignore arrogance? It gets louder. What happens when you truly starve something? It gets louder.