Resisting truth = pain.
You are the only remedy for your suffering.
If the pain runs deep, the power does, too. Most fear the latter, so they settle on the former.
The longing for death, at the deepest level, is the desire to live unbound.
Even in darkness, one can still be clean.
When you see clearly, nothing hurts.
Swallowing truth makes you sick.
Your willingness and capacity to suffer with and for another, is not love (for yourself or the other).
It’s always the most tender where you hold the most matter.
You really can’t override living in a NO. You either stop doing that or you suffer.
It hurts so you can learn how to not do that shit that hurts you.
Your level of pain is equal to your level of resistance. To your brilliance. To your power. To truth.
When you’re attached to form, you suffer. When you’re devoted to truth, you fly.
It stops when you do.
If you weren't trying to outsource from another what you can only provide for yourself, you would not have ended up in something that hurts you.
You want to leave because you’ve yet to fully own you. And there’s no greater pain than that.
The real ‘no contact’ is with the abuser in your head.
Your deepest, most excrutiating pain comes from one thing only.
You feed, consume and showcase the pain because you get off on it.
People ‘love’ you more when you suffer. Let that shit sink in.
Human: runs from the present / dwells on the non-existent past / fears the illusory future / perpetually resists what IS (and suffers because of it) / consistently holds back truth / avoids making the true move / believes things, others, and life need(s) to be a certain way in order to feel okay / creates and then lives within endless, baseless, utterly insane stories / denies its sovereignty / blames the world and others and pretends to be a victim / takes zero responsibility for the creation and quality of its own experience / looks out instead of in… | Being: “And you wonder why you feel like shit?”
off to bed / with a bleeding heart / you must be on my mind (2015)
i’m feeling my way through / the grooves of my tender heart (2015)
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