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I see; this is it.
to suffer is to be alive. pain promises to have and hold me until death do us part.
may I cling to my sanity, until i meet the being who yearns for my soul…
Ego. Consciousness. Inner Work. Know Thyself. Self-Development. Determinism. Identity. Quantum States. Duality as Totality. Tomography of self. Immortality. Resonance. Artificial Intelligence.
Compersion for Federico’s passion re Quantum Panpsychism.. need his book asap 😅.
to often lately I find myself missing the woman who noticed me; boutta go fuck around n find her
damn i hate being sober, reminiscent on when those was just lyrics. now it’s my lifestyle, spend everyday numbing my feelings. there’s one drug above them all; n god dammit i love to be in love. yet here i am again maybe, i’m just no good at love. got me thinking give in to lonely, got me thinking give in to alone. got me thinking give in to the idea of spending this life on your own. is that so bad; n why does it so sting my heart? to conceive that all I have is me; until death do us part.
I can finally name it. It’s a thing called - shame… I never thought I’d see the day I acknowledged that name. I worked so hard; maybe thought I outplayed the game. but Truth is oft less GLORIOUS in the Least subtle ways.
today I looked in the mirror and for the first time I saw you. not in features or frame but — in the things that I’ve been through. these struggles, this pain… I can’t stand to ignore how much it looks the same.
I hate that.
I hate that so much for me - because I always said no matter what I’d be better than you used to be. I hate the congruence, the parallels and the way all this shit intertwines. I hate the way my life no longer feels like mine.
tk proofing my phone, tumblr made the cut
For now