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hellow there beautiful
Saturday, 5 July 2003
letters to my twin flame
well, i did it today. I finally created this blog to try and communicate with you through this cyber universe...wherever you are. I know you come to my dreams and soothe my dark-nights-of-the-soul. I must tell you, that lately, I have lost my hope, and dreaming capability --on merging with the universe as a whole/healed being. I have a slight case of disenchantment on the matter of love, loving, eternal partnerships and the sort. Dualities to be precise: merged. I will elaborate on this latter...

Dualities...yes, it was such a big stink for a while with me outhere. The words: 'Men penetrate to comprehend. Women open, to let in' stuck with me.

As many other words and phrases. Many of which I have re-worked, re-vamped, re-freshed and made my own (more on this latter as well).

I came back to the following conclusions (they can always be improved, mind you) I must tell you;

After nearly dying many times over the stupid feeling of romanticism that somehow this earth provides, on the 'one and true love' Bullshit. I say. And then glorious bullshit that was. LOL.

There is no 'other' love, but the love I have for myself --unconditionally and within the ancient men or women that have walked this earth---findings:

that:

The quest was not for the one who might love me,
or the one I might love. The quest was for the wild,
daring courage to find my own, loving inspiration of soul. Indeed.

Christ said it and so did Buddha, and all the masters that have learned to love themselves --first--with unconditional surrender.

Surrender. Into what? (more to come)

This is where my longing is at this point in time, almost broken. Thin. Brittle. Dry.

Longing, you see...is one of the most beautiful things humans can have, because it allows them the magnificent feeling of AWE --dreaming, hoping, faith, courage, etc, etc, etc.

So, where are you:::::::fragmented piece of my heart?
I wanted the night to respond! and it did! with transmutating pain. It was transforming. Thank you.

I have to go now,

talk with you later. Don't go, just yet...I still long for manifesting my merged dualities --into a beautiful material partnership on this earth. Believe it or not. I still hold a bit of craving on manifesting this expression on this earth: To inspire whomever, it may concern. Yes.

Ciao for now, beloved.


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letters to my twin flame
well, i did it today. I finally created this blog to try and communicate with you through this cyber universe...wherever you are. I know you come to my dreams and soothe my dark-nights-of-the-soul. I must tell you, that lately, I have lost my hope, and dreaming capability --on merging with the universe as a whole/healed being. I have a slight case of disenchantment on the matter of love, loving, eternal partnerships and the sort. Dualities to be precise: merged. I will elaborate on this latter...

Dualities...yes, it was such a big stink for a while with me outhere. The words: 'Men penetrate to comprehend. Women open, to let in' stuck with me.

As many other words and phrases. Many of which I have re-worked, re-vamped, re-freshed and made my own (more on this latter as well).

I came back to the following conclusions (they can always be improved, mind you) I must tell you;

After nearly dying many times over the stupid feeling of romanticism that somehow this earth provides, on the 'one and true love' Bullshit. I say. And then glorious bullshit that was. LOL.

There is no 'other' love, but the love I have for myself --unconditionally and within the ancient men or women that have walked this earth---findings:

that:

The quest was not for the one who might love me,
or the one I might love. The quest was for the wild,
daring courage to find my own, loving inspiration of soul. Indeed.

Christ said it and so did Buddha, and all the masters that have learned to love themselves --first--with unconditional surrender.

Surrender. Into what? (more to come)

This is where my longing is at this point in time, almost broken. Thin. Brittle. Dry.

Longing, you see...is one of the most beautiful things humans can have, because it allows them the magnificent feeling of AWE --dreaming, hoping, faith, courage, etc, etc, etc.

So, where are you:::::::fragmented piece of my heart?
I wanted the night to respond! and it did! with transmutating pain. It was transforming. Thank you.

I have to go now,

talk with you later. Don't go, just yet...I still long for manifesting my merged dualities --into a beautiful material partnership on this earth. Believe it or not. I still hold a bit of craving on manifesting this expression on this earth: To inspire whomever, it may concern. Yes.

Ciao for now, beloved.


Posted by blog/simplyawoman at 5:14 PM EDT
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