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I resemble this 🫡

Imagine holding onto anger for a year over something that the person your mad at has no idea about cause it was so insignificant in their life that they forgot about it almost instantly

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Hold plz

Wait.. wtf did I just do. 😂😂😂😂😂

Tonight I seal this door,
not with anger,
but with truth.

You are free to go.
And I am free to dream alone.

Whatever is unsaid,
may it be said in silence.
Whatever was unfinished,
may it rest in peace.

Nagual, erase the thread in the dreambody.
Let them drift to where they belong.

Before a dream is realized, the Soul of the World tests everything that was learned along the way. It does this not because it is evil, but so that we can, in addition to realizing our dreams, master the lessons we’ve learned as we’ve moved toward that dream. That’s the point at which most people give up.

~ The Alchemist

Virtually every single thing you touch, use, walk on, look at, with the exception of wild nature, was someone’s wild idea. Even something as simple as a leather sofa was once a wild idea in someone’s mind. This is a dreamer’s world, we are surrounded by the achieved dreams of others and dreams yet to be fulfilled. Surrounded by wild ideas that became the life’s work of thousands upon thousands of people.

So, fortunately for you.. you do live in that world!

Looking back now, I realize my panic attacks (I didn’t even know they were panic attacks) I had as a kid were just the beginning of my realization that I wasn’t my body, or my mind and it freaked me out. Realizing I was pure energy trapped inside of a body was a shock.

Since then I’ve become more comfortable inside of my skin. I realize that it was precisely because I am trapped inside of this human suit that I was able to observe this universe at all. And there is so much beauty to observe. 🤍

I think of this often. My hatred for the corruption of the current system we live under has become much of who I am. I’ve tried so hard to dissolve my ego and let it go but I can’t. The friends I’ve lost, the families I’ve seen destroyed. I want vengeance. The closer I get to breaking free from the system that tried to kill me, the more the survivors guilt creeps up and tries to pull me back down. I’ve tried many times to talk to myself and reason with my ego to prepare for the loss of self that I will feel when I can truly let go of the hate, the rage… but whenever I get close, that part of me lashes out with authority and lets me know it has no interest in going quietly.

I guess it comes down to what is success? what is failure? It’s unique to all of us. For me it’s will allow myself to be truly happy? I honestly don’t know if I’m capable. @note1tduyu...