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Pointless

A made up concept.

As everything is: made up, Created

What is the point?

I’m yearning the answer of

Must I constantly define

Purpose

I feel like I have that

in General terms

specificity though…

close up

details

//

What is time?

  • “Wasting time”

If… {I love what I’m doing}, is it really a waste? What if I just don’t know yet what it’s for.. A surprise?! from the Uni*

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so what does it really mean to “waste time”

I’m thinking: I have an expectation of what I want, what “should” be and they’re ramming horns together. Who’s the Winner of that fight?

Quick q: Are the expectations mine MINE M I N E

The program I’m in right now for group therapy is called: Choices

Choices

Choices

Black and White

Black: Block, Protection, No

White: Lighten and Love the x, warmth, Yes


*cue me talking kindly to myself

A1 : a flower blooms, says nothing

b : take your seat before the show begins, hurry, go go

A2 : “What are feelings?

//

a : I ask myself why, it feels.. overwhelming – – to-to want to.. know it all.. All ~

b :  I want to work- I work- all for what- when I get like this I think of freshly fallen snow

A1 : a flower blooms, says nothing

//

a : Does it matter if there is a point or not? deeper deeper deeper I fall

b : With Grace and Ease and Love and Flow

A2 : What are feelings?

//

a : The Divine cups my body, fetal position, and when Spirit is Done, when I’m ready, I do I do feel Tall.

b : Is it real? My experiences? sometimes, I don’t- she is. Because I believe it. I hear him. I feel them. I know. I know my beau

A1 :  a flower blooms, says nothing

//

a : I want the Pure Light Life again… if that’s what happens (I choose to believe it) // I can feel it though- that’s the crazy part- I can feel The Call

b :  Success success: Arms Open Wide high up to the sky eyes closed neck thrown back, held, I CALL OUT: give me the dough!!!!

A2 :  What are feelings?

//

a : Breathing, inhale exhale,- what’s a decision? In my brain, there is a brawl

b :  gnashing snapping jaws am I friend to Me or am I foe?

A1 :  a flower blooms, says nothing

A2 : What are feelings?


I’m fucking itchy as fuck


Joy in the Present moment

Radical Acceptance Breathe in Light Breathe out Dark

It’s okay to be right here doing what I’m doing

profound

Existing is okay

Existing As I Am is okay


Do I take things personally?

Is that why I have spite?

I know you did what was Best

you’re strong and I love you for it


I’ll bid a farewell

I want to bury myself in you

Beautiful

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