Your “Simple” Suggestions

Your “simple” suggestions, as you like to call them, fall around me,
They drift softly to the ground and melt before my feet,
My aura illuminates the hostile home in which you hoped I’d freeze.
To death.

All was supposed:
That which cared for,
That which loved,
That which only was doing the best for.

Now I feel the ice crackling under my weight as I march into the night,
Staring at the wild wind whipping rouge,
The bright-eyed glimmer stealing full moon powers,
Gripping mittens release their hold,
Venturing further into the mystic,
Encountering an awe of both delight & peace.

The sticking snow reveals paths taken,
Of light & dark,
Love & pain,
Young & old.

But “simply” suggesting I know nothing shows the nothing you so simply desire,
For never have you sought to understand anything but what you hoped to find.

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Spirit Face

It happens without me even needing to think or try. When I interact with people, particularly when I first meet someone, I do this thing that comes automatically. I think most of us do it without even realizing actually and it has everything to do with energy. What I do is I look past their human face & try to gain insight into their ‘spirit face’. It’s going to be difficult to explain this and I may sound like a crazy person doing that, so bear with me. It’s not something that occurs with thought, though it seems to appear with light and feeling (energy). As soon as my brain registers a person’s facial features I take a ‘dive’ into a realm past the physical. The only way I can describe it is a visceral need to see past their mask for a glimpse into the real self. I get visualizations of light beaming from behind their face, making features more radiant. This realm I’ll call The Light. Here is where I find a few slivers (and sometimes a whole beam) of light, or rather their true self. How do I know it’s their true self? I guess I don’t really. However, my intuition tells me otherwise: feel love emanating from them instantly, and this is then where the element of feeling chimes in.

It isn’t the same with everyone. It depends on how high someone’s defenses are. If they are on guard it might take a bit more time, and I may not have the chance. However I find more than often I can, because when I approach people with that intention at heart people can feel it. And this all happens within a matter of seconds. It was only now, by breaking it down, that I realized what was happening. Connecting with people like this is the most satisfying and sustainable experience, because when they do show you a glimmer of their true self, you are encouraging both the evolution of their consciousness and yours. Look for love and you’ll find it.

Yours Unconditionally,

Music Ingrnts.

Late Night Snack

Instead of a late night munchy sesh I decided to communicate.

Communicate the complexities of being a highly sensitive introvert. Or not.

It can’t be easy being me. But that’s what everyone thinks isn’t it? How dare we think these things that are so saturated in self pity, but how could we not? We tend to be naturally nurturing, caring and believing in those things that are good. Even if you deny it over and over. You are naturally good-natured. Society, your circumstances, experiences, bitter people….they taught you otherwise. I know you knew that anyways, inside. Even if you’ve never told anyone in your life but yourself.

At the end of the day, we are by ourselves. Kids are tucked in, husbands and wives are fast asleep, boyfriends are snoring loud as mufuckas…and then here we are. Wide awake, thinking. Reflecting. Reminding, remembering. Ahh…the sweetness of late night reminiscence. It is quite painful, so why take part in it? Why not just be okay with today, and how it went. Today may have not been so great. But it was still a day, and we lived it. We are here in our beds, and we completed today.

Yes, you’ve heard it over and over…live in the present, be in the NOW. How cliche. How about we just stick with being okay, even if we’re not. You are here, you are feeling a certain way. And that’s fucking O.K.

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Yours truly,

Music Ingrnts.