He told me so once while we were torturing ants down by the river… He said; “Star; buddy… I don’t believe in anyone or anything but myself… and I hope you have the confidence and faith to walk your own path… no matter how dark it gets… no matter what monsters lash out from the darkness; I got your back buddy…”
It seems fitting that I quote an ‘unnamed poem’ my cat wrote me:
Oh my intangible unnamed loss;
I will weep useless tears like a lost child.
I am unknown to myself and unfulfilled.
Oh, but i hate and hate you
All you who were responsible for this.
And I will walk with no faith and little joy
Seeking my own homelessness.