No blame. I don’t blame you, I don’t blame them, I don’t even blame myself, but I definitely take responsibility. Feed on it. Recharge. Revamp. Realign and move forward. Powered by nothing left unanswered by my soul. Through acceptance I gain control and innerstanding of my co-ordinates. Point, check. Drawing constellations throughout the cosmos, time traveling via memories but returning always to what matters. In truth. Right now. I, smile whilst thinking about challenges that once were mine. Allowing the tension to ease, drip, drip, drip away. It’s the holding on that we must learn to let go of. Release. Who else is self attempting to please? Freeze. For in truth the thoughts that one believes are in the mind of another are scripted by the assumptive powers of our own. Think about it. What holds more value, that which others think of us, or that which we think of ourselves? Even when disguised as an external message, self must acknowledge that we are only running from our own reflections. Our own thought selections. Natural soul verses mind control, and I don’t say that for attention. I say that to initiate freedom. Freed domes. There is nothing to be afraid of. There is nothing to second guess self for. There are no points to be won by preventing self from living life in full.
The Floacist.
So relevant to my life right now. I love her.
This!
(Source: dinalove)
