Some of these masculine’s are hushed yet obviously gripping tightly to the villain within themselves as they continue to plot and scheme quietly. Do they really love the villain so much?
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“Curiosity killed the Cat” isn’t speaking of one’s own personal interests.
It is a warning, to cover one’s self when others start pushing in on their energy.
Be wary. Not everyone who is curious about you has good intention.
Not everyone deserves benefit of doubt.
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The Divine stated to “take that rage and apply it where it belongs”.
We ought not tear each other up over the illusions that have been cast over us.
This requires research, knowledge of self, and compassion for others.
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“I had to hit ground zero before I could expand up and out again.”
Example:
In the eddies of a river called life, the current will do its best to pull one under.
Struggle as one may to reach the top for air, the only way out is to dive into the depths,
Then rise, just outside the pull of the current.
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Some people will always hate you, no matter what you do. They will always be angry, and they will always be sorry, and at no time will Love ever be part of it. Judges, looking in the mirror you hold, condemning the image they see, swearing it is you, manic over your presence, working constantly to destroy you, never once realizing it is they, themselves, in the mirror. When people are not connected intimately to the Divine, when they fall into temptation of lust and every other kind, it is easy to look at you and say it is you who must go away. Worlds are destroyed by the blind swearing they can see. Little tiny boxes they create for you and me.
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Some people are like rot hitting the solar plexus.
They expect the collective to bring it back to health,
To renew their life.
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Response to psychic message in song:
You kicked me, choked me, threw me to the ground. You r@ped me, hated me, dragged me around.
You taunted me, spread rumor of me, thrilled by the sound of my tears, falling, falling, down, down, down … Down you wanted me, under your feet, a little – growing bigger – garbage heap, your creation of pollution eating at me. It was never love, only abuse … there is nothing more that I have to lose. No, there’s really no chance … the love I had for you died completely, with the last knife to the heart that you stuck in me. Empathy turned to apathy, stop clinging, needing … ungrateful you are. No turning back. Your need and greed do not excite me. I’m done paying for your criminality, get away from me.
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Masculine’s who sacrifice their star ladened bride for chump change and trinkets rather than allowing her to empower his dreams, fueling them with her own, to partner and build great things ~ are lazy, good for nothing, betrayers of love, and they are cowards. There have been several in my life throughout cycles of birth and death. Centuries of betrayal from their “cleverness”.
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I prayed and asked God if He saw any malice hiding in me, if He saw any grudges or vengeance harboring. He said “no” but still I wonder, for the world has treated me with great dishonor. I shake my head in wonder, wonder, wonder … where am I, who is this, what is it I feel, see, hear? Surely the illusions will be resealed.
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