I love going ‘too far’.

I love when others react to that.

I love when me just being me activates and overwhelms someone.

Because I know what’s going on.

And yes, that turns me on.

While many avoid that tension, that edge, that illusory risk of offending or ‘losing’ someone by saying or doing the true thing regardless of any and every thing else,

I’m over here like BRING. IT. THE. FUCK. ON.

I go right into it.

And yes, most people collapse (well, their false self does, as it should and must).

And yes, I love that, too.

Their illusory walls can’t withstand the truth so of course they crumble until they don’t.

And the ones who actually want to be free of themselves,

who genuinely crave that level of liberation,

who are willing to see behind the veil of illusion they were holding so tightly to,

(even and especially by painting me in a tainted light to justify their own frustration at not yet fully owing themselves)

end up loving me for precisely what they previously judged me for…

Being exactly as I am.

Which ‘forced’ them to do the same.

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