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i see why she hate my dumb ass now anyway. i am such a douche. :(
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she doesn't like me or my shit. so who the hell is doing those "likes" ? If this were a damn imaginary world she would like me and actually like my stuff. i know she would cause i would dream it. but we live in reality, don't we? She'll never have me as a friend of hers or none of all that. her trickery won't work.
Crazy isn't it? Well I happen to think so! But, I also happen to think it more so being as a very truthful statement to and for me that even if no one would ever want to agree with me, would still ring true bells in my life. As hard as I try to look at my own actions (which I do look at a lot by the way) I still am telling others that "if this had of happened..." or "i had no control of such and such because of 'x'..." and "i'm not playing the victim card, but i was doing what i was supposed to do but then"j" canceled out on me, and then "a" said i was ugly so i stayed home, but the "P" was the one who really did it, and this is why I had to move back to the Netherland..." et. etc. etc.
But see this could go on and on and on! And as it were going on and on, there would be an imaginary spider (we will make it real in honor and remembrance of Halloween though) who would be planted on my shoulder, preferably my right shoulder since I am right handed and because that would be of the greatest convenience for us both.
As I go on and on, the spider kindly hands me a needle and thread and sits and waits. He is too small to wrap and spin me around and around like he can do with all my other emotions like a piece of cake. So he cautiously sneaks up to me tosses me the needle and thread and then backs away quickly otherwise he can get stepped on or eaten alive himself by whatever other external factor is about, well, the environment!
So anyway, i have now proceeded to complain so much that i have about maybe a few more turns (which i will do all by myself) after which time I will have worked myself all the way up emotionally, physically ,mentally or whatever. It is "now" when he will tear all my built up emotions, mental unstable faculties, along with my dreams/goals/ideas, etc. etc. etc.
I am fully exposed now to, yes of course all of the elements, well the outside ones in the earth's environment on a fine piece of found art. The spider now goes in to my neck and he injects his venom into my veins and body, and he sucks out the bone marrow from my bones making them easily breakable. His venom has been inside me for a hot few so now he must incorporate his acid along side it.
The acid makes a bit rough around the edges. His venom has now finally reached my heart. That is the point of all of this anyway, getting to the big fat heart and sucking dry anything precious and sweet tasting about it. When he has completed his deed my heart is of course terribly bruised and it smells really bad as hell. He leaves it there when he gets to that ridiculously real ass smell he has reached time and time again because he has of course had many other 'patients' that he done been through this or whatever...
That heart of mine is bitter tasting now. It is not as big as he had found it no more. It is dry, sour, and foul and not overflowing with filled compassion, innocence for the taking, enormous warm embrace, or everlasting joy to where it beats to the tune of it's love or its next of kin either, etc. etc. etc.
so the spider must go! He decides to leave! The spider decides that he "i gotta go and (that he) gotta away!" his last main objective/responsibility would be to my brain.
He pokes and he prods to rewire it so that I feel I must do and be this entirely and completely different person other than what once was. Therefore, now that he has done all that i am completely still knocked out from his vicious ass cycle of anesthetic that he gives me and everyone but that is helpful for us all because when he do give it to us at least we don't have to feel nothing. So that would be good thinking on his part even though he go to parts I have seen before but that is a WHOLE OTHER story!
I am steady asleep by his meds, but just cause I am about to awake and look like I have been asleep this entire time does not mean that I was able to actually get rest since if you really think about it, I was never really awake nor asleep anyway, right? Plus if anyone were to tell me that I didn't know what I was talking about, I'd counter them by informing them that being drug induced in any operation whether real, fake, and imaginary doesn't and will never justify or be able to substitute in having real dreams or actually being able to be at rest mind, body and soul either.
Well others I can notice can forget stuff but have a harder time "letting go." And oh how easy it is for me to help others out and to help show them the error of their ways because of the choices they had made. I have no problems in also pointing out why they have the consequences both negative/positive for whatever action they chose to act on. Just saying!
It is easy for me to help break-it-down for others who have a hard time just sticking to the facts, letting go, moving on, but that when they have decided that staying there was yesterday's news or whatever, to avoiding making the same mistakes they need to have more focus on choosing a more productively reliable behavior for next time (otherwise they'll manage to end up in this same spot again!) I can point them on the correct method to take while they are still steady looking all around like a chicken with its head cutoff and only simply because they are so focused on "being correct" and also on "looking and knowing what to do at all times."
However, when it comes to me being able to look inside at my own "stuff" whenever "bad goes down" in my life I still do sometimes (even though I've been in therapy for a while now) will not do as I tell you or the others which is to simply: observe what is going on inside me and to always go with what you know. Stick to what you know because if I am sick of the same result because of not planning on dealing with the 'root-of-the-problems' that go on in my life then obviously it is not something I was not planning on changing then. Also, but finally, people please remember that whatever bothers any of you out there not only has the highest potential of being changed by you but it has to bother you first in order for it to go away and disappear.
Zen Buddhism
Ch'an/ Seon/ Thien/ Zen
But see this could go on and on and on! And as it were going on and on, there would be an imaginary spider (we will make it real in honor and remembrance of Halloween though) who would be planted on my shoulder, preferably my right shoulder since I am right handed and because that would be of the greatest convenience for us both.
As I go on and on, the spider kindly hands me a needle and thread and sits and waits. He is too small to wrap and spin me around and around like he can do with all my other emotions like a piece of cake. So he cautiously sneaks up to me tosses me the needle and thread and then backs away quickly otherwise he can get stepped on or eaten alive himself by whatever other external factor is about, well, the environment!
So anyway, i have now proceeded to complain so much that i have about maybe a few more turns (which i will do all by myself) after which time I will have worked myself all the way up emotionally, physically ,mentally or whatever. It is "now" when he will tear all my built up emotions, mental unstable faculties, along with my dreams/goals/ideas, etc. etc. etc.
I am fully exposed now to, yes of course all of the elements, well the outside ones in the earth's environment on a fine piece of found art. The spider now goes in to my neck and he injects his venom into my veins and body, and he sucks out the bone marrow from my bones making them easily breakable. His venom has been inside me for a hot few so now he must incorporate his acid along side it.
The acid makes a bit rough around the edges. His venom has now finally reached my heart. That is the point of all of this anyway, getting to the big fat heart and sucking dry anything precious and sweet tasting about it. When he has completed his deed my heart is of course terribly bruised and it smells really bad as hell. He leaves it there when he gets to that ridiculously real ass smell he has reached time and time again because he has of course had many other 'patients' that he done been through this or whatever...
That heart of mine is bitter tasting now. It is not as big as he had found it no more. It is dry, sour, and foul and not overflowing with filled compassion, innocence for the taking, enormous warm embrace, or everlasting joy to where it beats to the tune of it's love or its next of kin either, etc. etc. etc.
so the spider must go! He decides to leave! The spider decides that he "i gotta go and (that he) gotta away!" his last main objective/responsibility would be to my brain.
He pokes and he prods to rewire it so that I feel I must do and be this entirely and completely different person other than what once was. Therefore, now that he has done all that i am completely still knocked out from his vicious ass cycle of anesthetic that he gives me and everyone but that is helpful for us all because when he do give it to us at least we don't have to feel nothing. So that would be good thinking on his part even though he go to parts I have seen before but that is a WHOLE OTHER story!
I am steady asleep by his meds, but just cause I am about to awake and look like I have been asleep this entire time does not mean that I was able to actually get rest since if you really think about it, I was never really awake nor asleep anyway, right? Plus if anyone were to tell me that I didn't know what I was talking about, I'd counter them by informing them that being drug induced in any operation whether real, fake, and imaginary doesn't and will never justify or be able to substitute in having real dreams or actually being able to be at rest mind, body and soul either.
Well others I can notice can forget stuff but have a harder time "letting go." And oh how easy it is for me to help others out and to help show them the error of their ways because of the choices they had made. I have no problems in also pointing out why they have the consequences both negative/positive for whatever action they chose to act on. Just saying!
It is easy for me to help break-it-down for others who have a hard time just sticking to the facts, letting go, moving on, but that when they have decided that staying there was yesterday's news or whatever, to avoiding making the same mistakes they need to have more focus on choosing a more productively reliable behavior for next time (otherwise they'll manage to end up in this same spot again!) I can point them on the correct method to take while they are still steady looking all around like a chicken with its head cutoff and only simply because they are so focused on "being correct" and also on "looking and knowing what to do at all times."
However, when it comes to me being able to look inside at my own "stuff" whenever "bad goes down" in my life I still do sometimes (even though I've been in therapy for a while now) will not do as I tell you or the others which is to simply: observe what is going on inside me and to always go with what you know. Stick to what you know because if I am sick of the same result because of not planning on dealing with the 'root-of-the-problems' that go on in my life then obviously it is not something I was not planning on changing then. Also, but finally, people please remember that whatever bothers any of you out there not only has the highest potential of being changed by you but it has to bother you first in order for it to go away and disappear.
Ch'an/ Seon/ Thien/ Zen
uh, wtf at so many friggin FACEBOOK ads in like less than 2 days from people I do not even know...
she flirts badly with me, but never talks or none of that other shit! i just dont know why she does it. i know she wont talk to me ever again or whatever but i just wish she would at least stop playing with my head cause the shit is just mean. she know full well she don't like and cannot stand my damn ass.
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https://www.pinterest.com/cruzinecom/from-the-web/
god, i am not even going to even like see her nor talk to her anyway.
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