Good evening my fellow steemians. I wish you all a good evening on this beautiful night. Have you seen the Moon? The Moon tonight is in a Waning Crescent phase. In this phase the Moon’s illumination is growing smaller each day until the New Moon. And I still hope to this day I become that astronaut that is waiting to burst out!  



 I want to share with you a bedtime story, since this is a nightcap, It is one of my creepypasta favorites

The Ungrateful Son

The Brothers Grimm

 A man and his wife were once sitting by the door of their house, and they had a roasted chicken set before them, and were about to eat it together. Then the man saw that his aged father was coming, and hastily took the chicken and hid it, for he would not permit him to have any of it. The old man came, took a drink, and went away. Now the son wanted to put the roasted chicken on the table again, but when he took it up, it had become a great toad, which jumped into his face and sat there and never went away again, and if any one wanted to take it off, it looked venomously at him as if it would jump in his face, so that no one would venture to touch it. And the ungrateful son was forced to feed the toad every day, or else it fed itself on his face; and thus he went about the world without knowing rest. 

                                          

    I only know the secrets of
 my heart and the desires of my flesh.








     I want to do so much
  for the my own will.




 

       I found out the greatest enemy is myself.

 I am ineffectual in dealing with my  inner conflicts.





 

   I must persist in running in on my desires
       that I may learn to walk in victory.