How can one be so low so loathsome so full of self-hate? All paths leading into a darkness of one kind or another. There is no hope only despair, suffocating and engulfing all. Dying in small ways emotionally, physically, spiritually. Two steps forward leads to being drug roughly over broken glass and rusty metal back further and further. Still
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In metaphysics, it's said that the world responds to your thoughts and your innermost desires. If you change your soul's desires, you'll see a change in what the world offers you. I see the obstacles and the message as a direct message from the world that it CAN NOT offer you any more or less than what you expect and (are secretly addicted to in terms of energy) for yourself. What I've been learning for myslef recently is that when true happiness peeks in through my dark clouds it's absolutely terrifying.
-- Zahdi has to go to D.C.
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-- Zahdi has no patience for your remarks.
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For that matter, what is wrong with civil discourse?
Oh, and what are 'true thoughts'? Or perhaps more importantly, what 'true thoughts' do you feel he should be thinking?
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As for my innermost thoughts and desires, while part of me may be somewhat “comfortable” with despair because it has been a norm for a while I have actively done a great deal to combat this from all sides. If it is deep-rooted subconscious desires that I have to change to get the world to cut me some slack …well than I think I’m out of luck on that one. I’m not sure how one goes about altering ones hidden self.
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-- Zahdi knows a lot that she has gone through, too.
It hurts. Keep hurting Keep hurting it won't stop until you've confronted your innermost pain and stared to see what lurks. Then it still won't stop. Because you know what? Everything is you. Not just what looks good. Everything. Dig deep. Make it hurt. Dig into the festering wound and keep digging because the pus is all coming from a source. Until you can heal that, you're shit out of luck, son.
-- Zahdi should go to sleep intsead of writing things while she's drunk, but it's true.
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I could go all day and spout crap like I'm some kinda expert guru and leave people with a half-hearted smile and all nodding in agreement while having no fucking idea what the hell the gibberish that was just spouted meant.
So hurting...Check...sustained hurting...check...Self-confrontation of innermost pain....um check? and I'm still hurting...what was the next step??? Healing, right easier said than done.
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-- Zahdi is going to bed now, the internet has had its chance
You see that? It's like laying out candy, I can't help trying to help people fix themselves, it's another addiction, but it's too pleasurable to let go of....
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