There are many moments when it feels like I’m in a maze of Malkoviches only to be the last part of my genome I can’t really define that or this…just a thought, Nothing more, but a thought..one or a thousand fucking thoughts…and, the only one I need to hear is simply…revealing herself.
translucent in a sea of nonsense.
I tend to live in these realms mostly.
Why the fuck we are so trained to give our attention to such feeble things, and for why? The esthetics that someone would give 2 shits. I don’t even remember most of my life. Now ask me, ask me – where am I? Cuz at the state of who we are and who we think ourselves to be tends to be an enormous gap.
The imperial doorways somehow, find me and crush the fabric of the thoughts that won’t seem to go away, but why would I want them to?
Have we created separateness to only find unity?
The amalgam of words.
Most romantic relationships are a hope for security – false security. Until one has done the work with their unhealed trauma all relationships will be magnifiers to what needs to be healed…love is our truest nature and with aligned beings it’s limitless. That’s my definition of “in love” is “in alignment”
Narcissists can be charming. Pain is seductive. Comfort is intoxicating. But, ain’t nothin’ like the free air…Of a soul on fire.
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