Loneliness knows no gender, it transcends sex. Loneliness is the soul beckoning for connection…it is the silent ache within every soul reaching for connection. In its depths, we become poets yearning for another’s touch, dreamers searching for a kindred spirit. Loneliness is not a solitude reserved for one or another, it is a universal longing and in it’s embrace, anyone can find themselves searching for love’s gentle light. When we recognize it for what it is, we can find the greater means to overcome it.
We often speak of alchemising pain into art, but, in the same vein, many transmute hyper-intense, overwhelming, heightened emotions into powerful, potent love.
It is so beautiful to think about, and to live.
There’s a certain energy that exudes from people who move in alignment with their intuition/nature. Tapping into that energy should always be the goal, as it’s what makes you alluring to what’s meant to be in your life
Those trying to conform their identities to whatever new thing they want at the moment (for ex: external validation), only distance themselves from that energy/spark. So while they think they’re engineering the necessary criteria to get that validation, their underlying energy just ends up being a repellent
The culture at the forefront of our media is shifting. Those who have no solid morals will be swayed to whatever side appears to be ‘winning’, but those of us who are grounded know both sides have faults and we remain rooted in truth. When culture becomes a battleground of narratives, staying rooted in truth instead of swinging with the prevailing winds is the most radical and essential act.
Spiritual warfare doesn't involve killing.
Humans have long been tricked by the idea of fighting battles for "God".
No matter the stated purpose of a war, when killing isn't self-defense, cities destroyed, taxpayers robbed and nothing improves, it's being done for dark forces.
Sleep paralysis is fascinating but awful to actually experience. The first time I experienced it was in my dorm at uni and the second time was moments ago…It’s as if I’m awake, acutely aware of every shadow and breath in the room but pinned in place. I long to call out, to reach for someone but my voice is locked away, my body unmoving. In that silent struggle, fear floods in, but there’s a secret intimacy to it, too…a sense of being so vulnerably alive, caught between worlds, hoping to wake into the safety of a gentle presence.
Learning how to work on my own cars over the last few years has truly changed my perspective of ’car’ people. I love my ladies that much more because of all the time and attention I’ve devoted to them.
#Bimmer
I tend to prefer people who understand and share my worldview, but I don’t exclude or discriminate against those who don’t. Understanding doesn’t mean agreeing you can be aware of today’s trends, study them and still maintain a critical distance. You don’t have to fully embrace everything to belong in this world.
People who put everything into ‘left’ and ‘right’ buckets concern me, as they tend to oversimplify complicated issues and fail to take the necessary time to gain a better understanding of societal problems.