Makin Moves

Twisted Sticky Shit (An Essay)

You can’t have an expectation / demand / condition for how or when another person should behave for or in response to you…

and call that love.

You can’t point to what you’ve done for them (gross) in comparison to what you think they’ve yet to reciprocate (eww) as a way to justify why they should now perform / abandon / contort themselves for you like you clearly did for them (why else would you be keeping score)…

and call that love.

That’s manipulation.

Control.

Twisted, sticky, icky shit.

If it’s not given freely,

truthfully,

lovingly,

unconditionally…

why would you even want it?

You’d rather a performance than the real deal?

You’d rather have it the way your ego scripted it than the way it actually is?

You’d rather another do for you what you’re not willing to do for yourself?

Absurd.

People can move and exist as they wish.

You’re free to do the same.

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Accelerate The Inevitable (An Essay)

Speed.

Power.

Potency.

Precision.

When we join forces,

I won’t offer tools or processes.

We won’t work on mindset or strategy.

We won’t scour your past for a link to the present.

And you won’t learn how to manage a thing.

Truth requires absolutely no-thing.

It’s time to play a new kind of game.

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Beneath Your Egoic Conditions (An Essay)

when you

want it

need it

expect it

demand it

even just ask for it

when you feel entitled to it

deserving of it

as if it was owed to you

when you’re keeping score

playing tit for tat

requiring life to meet your egoic conditions

you’ve forgotten who and what you truly are:

an immense power that generates

each perfectly curated piece

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