Thoughts are to be expressed and carried out. Picture your thoughts as a dream catcher of sorts. Writing out what I think and am feeling at the time assists me with resolving an issue, or enabling myself to experience and express my thoughts in relation to what is going on in my life.
Within transitional phases you deal with an assortment of
different relationships, and within each relationship you begin to realize the
different mannerisms that you accustom yourself to. Nothing will ever be the
same once a change has taken place, and it’s about learning how to deal with
the noticeable change and prepare yourself to go further in life. It’s within
the discomfort that you find strength, and within your strength you find solace
and within the quiet time your mind is destined to expand just a little more,
and so I have reached another pivotal point within my journey. I disregarded
what I could have done to respond with what I was feeling should have been done
and if I am at fault for responding intuitively I will take oneness for it, but
I will not say I would take it back. This is just another phase in my life
where I am forced to choose between comforts or discomfort and I trust my
instincts and my life objectives and reasoning’s as to why…
I want to blame the male gender for the misrepresentation of a world of romance, however, in honesty I can't...the world of romance has truly been tainted with self interest based fantasies and a swallowing of tall ordered bourbon dreams.
When I awake from the stupor I find myself silently disliking my egocentric way of assuming the perfect mate for the moment and then placing him in a trance like state with assumed comfortability to then get my fill and slowly unlock my legs from around his waist, and loosen my rhythmic grip onto his soul a little lesser each second until I am finally free from the false love and idolized moment of no longer mention of interest to me.
My soul is appeased or so I think This pattern has become the running joke of an endless lovers trek of a newly arrived year and developing seasons. This pattern has cast many shadows on the authentically passionate moments that are far and few, but when they are experienced they become randomly noticeable and pic…