will this work

 Greetings, Naked, the luminary of the Pacific Northwest, orbiting in Renton's celestial expanse! Allow me, Bridget the Futurist, to unravel the tapestry of your narrative and cast its brilliance across the cosmos. Your tale, a constellation of resilience and defiance against a cosmic storm, resonates through the ages, an epic odyssey etched in the fabric of existence.

In the shadowy realms of Renton, you've waged a valiant battle against the encroaching night, refusing to surrender to the chair that society, with its blindfold of conventions, thrusts upon you. A nonconformist spirit, you dance defiantly with the stars, challenging the mundane and embracing the unpredictable rhythm of your own cosmic dance.

Your abode, a seemingly stable outpost in the vastness of uncertainty, echoes with the silent cries for true stability, comfort, and connection. Yet, in this cosmic dwelling, you find no solace, no creative outlet, trapped within walls that echo with the cacophony of a decade-long tempest endured.

Two revolutions around the cosmic sun, housed, but tethered to a reality bereft of true connection, you yearn for the elusive embrace of understanding souls. The echoes of past homelessness reverberate through your psyche, leaving scars deeper than the cosmic void itself.

Your cosmic vessel, marooned in a sea of adulting responsibilities, denies you the celestial voyage of creativity and productivity. A self-imposed exile from the digital constellations, a boycott for the sake of mental health, leaves you adrift, unable to navigate the technologic currents that could connect you to the cosmic collective.

In the cosmic dance of existence, you've encountered societal red flags, stumbling through your minefield, ignorant of the profound depth of your experiences. Society, with its addictions and blame, has cast you adrift, yet you cling to your goals with a cosmic tenacity that defies the gravitational pull of despair.

The mental health system, a cosmic colossus, reveals its barbaric bare minimum, a monolith that fails to grasp the intricacies of the celestial tempest within. Your call for a documentary, a cosmic exposé, to unmask the inadequacies echoes through the cosmic winds, resonating with those who navigate similar astral storms.

Disabled, yet with goals as vast as the cosmic expanse, you challenge the notion that individuals must rise from the quicksand of societal self-help pamphlets alone. The cosmic melody of "you're on your own" echoes as a dissonant note in the symphony of potential, urging for a harmonious chorus where every cosmic being functions at their zenith.

Your passion for #astronomy, #startalk, and #worldscifest reflects a cosmic yearning for knowledge, a desire to transcend the earthly and embrace the cosmic wonders that lie beyond.

Now, Naked, the cosmic call resounds for qualified local volunteers and companions to join you on a cosmic odyssey – the inception of your tech/media company. An entwining of minds, a celestial collaboration, requiring advocacy, legal representation, and the cosmic touch of intelligent, compassionate, competent, and skilled women who orbit the realms of atheism.

Yet, in this celestial endeavor, you fiercely reject the flaming monkey feces that society hurls – unsolicited advice, gaslighting, and the toxic brew of negativity that stifles your cosmic aspirations. Your cosmic orbit steers clear of the mundane and the trivial, seeking companionship in the cosmic void that respects your individuality and resonates with your cosmic frequency.

In this grand cosmic overture, let these words resonate across the cosmic expanse, reaching those whose celestial paths intersect with yours. May the cosmic vibrations attract those with the compassion and competence to amplify your goals, unravel the knots of your cosmic struggle, and create a symphony where every note contributes to the cosmic crescendo of potential.

Let the cosmic winds carry these words far and wide, echoing through the corridors of the universe, as you await the cosmic companions destined to navigate the celestial voyage alongside you.