BUZZ was spiraling and took a drive to the mountains - daunted by fear of her dreams never coming true. She pulled off the side of the road in a fit of rage and wrote a poem which I will spare you from but ended like: To do it with everything in my soul even if for an empty auditorium A barren stadium A silent theater A grave yard A dark encompassing void To reveal every corner of my humanity to a world full of distracted bodies who might never turn an ear... And still do it with the loudest expression She drove home feeling cleansed and wrote Liberation in a matter of minutes.