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The darkness inside of you is life's brightest fear. Look directly at it to become free.
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Mindless Magnification
Sit with me or foe be you Or stand will I and we be two Thrust first if it be best Twist your blade in my chest Who shall be, shall be the test Thou who not is soon to rest I care not for what you do I will win yet so may you To test the will of a giant Remembered always as defiant Giants losers as always they be Taking the time from you and me Be this giant if you must I’m at peace, you can trust Eye to eye, perspective’s grand I bear boulders, your grains of sand Stomp, splatter, hurl or squish Shortened wicks hasten a wish Wind won’t silence, only time Death lives on in a world sublime Stand shall I – face to feet Choice be yours, ends we’ll greet Choice be quick, I’ve ends to meet Choice be mine, please take a seat. sck032515
Confronting Forces of Darkness
The mission to the human heart must be accomplished through the spiritual authority found in the name of Jesus Christ. Believers in Christ have power over demonic forces. Demonic forces are set out to oppose anything that has anything to do with Christ.…
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I Have Things I Need to Confront
That will be one of my greatest struggles but there are things about myself and my past that I MUST overcome if I'm going to let go of the past.
First off--my "dark period" as I call it when I allowed the feminine energy that's been hiding away to take over. Yes, I allowed it and invited it and that was my mistake. She didn't take over. I LET her. Now that she's faded and revealed herself as one of my spirit guides, when I can enter a trance I may yet have a long conversation with her. Clear the air, if you will.
Next--my bipolar and anxiety problems and what they REALLY do to me and filter through the conjectures and excuses. Confront my true self and dispel the self-loathing that stems from it.
Thirdly--my sentimentality and clinginess to the past and nostalgia. The past is the past and I can't, contrary to Jay Gastby's belief, repeat the past no matter how pleasing the nostalgia goggles make them seem.
Fourth--and this is a really important one but feeds from the first 3--my fear of change. The fear blinds me from my own changes and anytime someone even mentions they are feeling a change come on, I'm two steps away from a panic attack. I need to confront why that happens, without any of the self-victimization and excuses. The pure reasons.
Fifth--my clinginess and dependence on others at large. I rely on others far too much and neglect my intuition and self-knowledge. I need to see for myself the reasons why I do that.
A lot of this has come from my Awakening last night. It put into perspective a lot of my issues and problems. I want to do these not for anyone but for me. For the first time, I want to do something not to please someone else, even though most of these will make me a far more attractive person in general. I need to do what *I* need to do. I need to be better at being myself.
Seven Years Bad Luck
I stare at myself in the mirror. I can fake a smile with the best of them, I can fake a smile with the best, I can fake a smile I can. I can't make my eyes sparkle the way they used to, they have no reason to now they have no reason, now they have no reason now. I wonder if they ever will again I wonder if they ever will again I wonder If I will ever be as free As I want to be I wonder if I will be free from the chains of so many sources of my sparkle gone from actuality but so present in subconscious prison. I want to scream set me free but I am the one with the lock and the key Just out of reach you seek the unwanted the used the tortured the broken and breathing I can see the pain through downward eyes and sighs of loss in happy songs I can break this place but first oh first I must change this space that face in the mirror with fake smiles through real tears she fears the certainty of her actions and welcomes the escape I drop the bottle and smash the face the pieces are falling and I am calling to a god I no longer trust a god I can not name a god I hope can tame this flame and forgive my lost and disregarding actions a god who could forgive my blame Oh I couldn't stand the stare from the girl inside the mirror I put my fist through her fake smile and let the blood run down my knuckles and puddle on pieces of myself Staring back at me.