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… And baby, I’m trying to go to Neptune with the Love I wanna make.

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Venus is relentless when you don’t embrace her powers fully.

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I loved you from the moment I saw you. Something deep in my Soul knew you before you even said a word.

I’m reminded of this everyday. From the mundane to the meticulous - I See You. At times, faint. But often clear. Releasing these hesitations and pent up hidden fears.

My heart was with you long before I even planned on sharing.

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It’s hard for me to form an attachment at this point. After everything. Especially when I know there’s more to come. I’m in the connection, yes. Present for most of it. But the resistance to let it go deeper is more frustrating than anything.

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My problem is… I won’t let myself actually feel anything. Like, I can feel… but it’s more of a ‘waaaaay in the background’ kind of feeling. I know it’s there. But it’s like, it isn’t allowed to surface.

I can be be surrounded by a pure love, and outwardly, I look and feel numb. I know it’s there. But it’s not allowed to be fully felt or expressed.

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The way things in my life play out… I can’t help but feel like I’m in a simulation more and more.

I’m not sure if it’s because I see these events before they happen… Or that the events are so perfectly orchestrated.

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He looked and fondled and intruded all over my Ruby. My Heart. As if he was trying to infuse himself. His energy into me. Did it work? Did he already know the connection? Maybe I said it out loud. Unwanted depths fall out of my mouth like blood dripping onto white paper. And I haven’t opened that bag since. Because if I’m honest, that’s probably how it all fell apart. Not to mention the red rose with its own opinion. Naturally, I’ll take it to the cleaners. Let the Sun have its way. They know what to do. And it’s not really up to me anymore to decide. I’ve washed my hands and stripped my mind of the faulty mechanisms they tried to program into it. The Mind’s a receiver you know? And that message claws it’s razor sharp nails into the hidden place you don’t want anyone to see. It’s ok my little Lion. Show me where it hurts.