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You must give up on feeling loved by others
You must
It will eat you alive
They are not capable
But you could be.
Learn to fuel yourself
And then the world.

Answering I:
It does not matter because my gaze
Is upon your face
And always upon your face.
It is so bright it blots everything
And so I must understand
Loving is enough.
Being loved is for babies.

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The first word was a fall, if not The Fall.

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Gorgeous Greek goddess Hecate statue from Amazon - https://t.co/yiUMdG4fJ1

Grok Imagine does the rest! 😍

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Forgive me
I feel like I’m burning
Please God, let me forge quickly
And say goodbye without tears
So as not to become a pillar of salt
But one
With a pillar of fire

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You cannot be hurt by loving,
Unless you expect something in return for it.

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I fear blue lines
blossoming into red
Rainbow colours
Swim through my head
Nothing is real
I drift on dreams
In sleep and waking
Alive and dead
Start to take forms
Of pain and not pain
“Come,”
They beckon,
both
“Come with me”

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Grok Imagine:

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Friend, I will share what I would do but please don’t take it as any kind of lecturing, I am just another wanderer.
I would try to be gently curious about the feeling (or absence of feeling), knowing it will not last and wishing to catalogue it internally. I would feel around all the edges of it and sit with it, observe it at length, describe it to myself.
I would remind myself transformation (and passageway) can involve some uncomfortable states of being, but we will all find our way back to the light, having never really left it. I would tell myself to trust in God with the heart, like a warm glow inside, an ember in the dark. I would remember that even Jesus experienced withdrawal of God (and God is love). And it was part of his baptism into total sacrifice before renewal. The day is darkest before the dawn.

Your writings are beautiful and I wish you well.

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I fear that emotion, traditionally associated with the feminine, may hold a powerful and necessary key to understanding the Divine nature specifically because the nature of God is emotional.
“As above, so below.”

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Let me paint you golden
With my eyes
Follow my love
Into the light
Don’t fight
Me

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Generated with @grok imagine

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@Kekius_Sage Maybe there is both?

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I asked my mind
What does it see
When it looks for me?
It said, “An eye without form.”
An “I”.

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@conciouscreator You. 😊

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My love language is being taught things I don’t know. 😍

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@LexTemperatus @fousey Same weight, less volume.
Same volume, heavier weight.

I agree!

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@LexTemperatus @fousey Well 1 cubic inch of muscle and 1 cubic inch of fat are both 1 cubic inch (same volume), but the muscle would weigh more.

So an equally correct statement would be that muscle is heavier than fat. 💪

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@fousey Using this logic, sawdust is worth as much as gold, because $1 of sawdust and $1 of gold are both worth $1. 😆

You can’t use a measurement to compare objects if you insist on starting with deliberately equal measurements!

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You cannot love him as an emotional peer
Because he will devastate and disappoint you
And you will become so harsh in helplessness and despair that
Love cannot survive.
Your expectations were unrealistic.

You cannot love him as you would a child, because although it feels effortlessly potent, your physical desire for him dies and anything sexual in nature becomes naturally repulsive.
You do not see his great capability.

You cannot love him as a superior, because he will consume you and excrete you, and disdain you for allowing it.
You do not see his nature, or yours.

Love him as he is, as a sort of different unknowable entity,
Cloaked in mystery by design.
The other half of a Divine whole
Incomplete without you
And you without him.
And learn to know yourself
That you may dance together.

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Dance at the edges,
That you might know
Where you may dance
And where you may fall,
And in the dancing
Risk it all.