……It feels like spontaneous divination, how I get my explanations, is it crazy to think some of your inner thoughts aren’t yours, what do you think knowledge of self is for, that’s how you know these incoming thoughts aren’t yours, but you can’t close the doors, cause consciousness wants to explore, fear sets in until you realize there is no separation, loved ones passed could be giving you those explanations, some of which are whispering in your ear to control your lack of patience, but the day you spoke out loud, “Se pou nanm mwen vini ak fonse epi yo ka pran kenbe”, that fool was Haitian.