@b2bgr@qxbroker Until people stop these mind games, they’ll keep loosing out on wonderful people and relationships.
I’d rather have a partner who can clearly communicate his needs while we work through it, if you go quiet for no reason I’ll assume you have checked out and so will I .
@xygort @adebomiiiii More like living consciously, so you can’t unsee whatever you’ve seen and it makes it more difficult to take part in things that have more light thrown at them now.
@Hadassxh@garcoxgang That’s very okay, what’s not okay is being in constant communication especially when it doesn’t involve work. My ex helps me with most of my legal documents because he’s one of the best lawyers I know and it ends there.
@Rae_Swiizi@Mrpossidez And if you were to remember you wouldn’t evolve into the version of you that needs this current life, remembering will do more harm than good.
@TelepathyTapes Animals originate from the animistic sphere and do not posses the kind of consciousness that humans possess (which is spiritual and has free will) however animals have a consciousness that is purely animistic.
@JamieMc46313002@SketchesbyBoze It’s always so peaceful, just sitting outside watching birds and tree leaves fall. Allowing your thoughts float freely.
I envy the trees. They lose everything every season, yet no one mocks their nakedness. Let a man lose once, and the world will call him a failure forever.
They do not see that he too is a season. That the leaves must fall before new ones grow. That the bareness is not shame, but preparation. Yet we, men are not afforded that grace. We are expected to bloom endlessly, to bear fruit in drought, to stand green even in winter. And when we cannot, they do not call it winter, they call it weakness. They call him broke, old taker, penniless. They forget that winter is not the end, it is the pause before resurrection. Christ had to die to live, after all. They forget that every tree stripped today will wear a crown tomorrow.
But men are not given that mercy. Society writes “finished” on their foreheads the moment their branches go bare. No one waits to see if spring might return.
Maybe this explains why men break quietly. Because in a world that never forgives their seasons, the only safe place to die is inside.
@45dcaliber@dahtgirl_ajex Exactly how I am currently living, I listen and do, especially when it doesn’t make sense to me or anyone, if you don’t do you may begin to feel stuck. Doing also looks different at every point.