beauty is in the eye of the beholder
and my eyes can't see myself
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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beauty is in the eye of the beholder
and my eyes can't see myself
i wish to be asleep most of the time
i mourn the dilemma of the porcupine.
some say, in order to be closer to not hurt each other, the other one must be a tortoise with a hard carapace, so as to weather the porcupine's quills.
and i'm dating a porcupine. and i am one as well.
is it ever plausible for us to face each other so the quills in our backs don't sting?
i'm facing the cliffside and i wonder whether to jump
The 12th House Isn’t Loneliness. It’s the Place Where Illusions Die.
Most people misunderstand the 12th house because they try to explain it socially.
They call it isolation, loss, escapism, loneliness.
That’s surface-level language for something much deeper.
The 12th house is not about being alone.
It is about being unable to lie to yourself.
People with strong 12th house energy often feel disconnected early in life. Not because they don’t belong, but because they can sense falseness instantly. Crowds exhaust them. Small talk drains them. Relationships built on performance slowly suffocate them.
This is why many 12th housers withdraw.
Not out of weakness out of self-protection.
The 12th house dissolves ego structures. It strips identities that are borrowed, inherited, or performed for approval. If you try to “fit in” too hard, this house creates pain. If you chase validation, it gives disillusionment. If you fake emotions, it responds with loss.
That’s the karmic design.
The 12th house is where the soul learns boundaries by breaking illusions.
It doesn’t reward effort the way the 10th house does.
It doesn’t reward relationships the way the 7th house does.
It rewards truth, even when truth costs comfort.
This is why many 12th housers feel misunderstood in love. They crave depth, but attract intensity. They want silence, but meet people who need reassurance. They seek peace, but draw karmic lessons first.
Not because love is denied.
Because clarity is demanded.
When awakened, the 12th house becomes the most powerful placement. It gives emotional intelligence, spiritual grounding, creative solitude, and the ability to hold space for others without losing oneself. But awakening only happens when the person stops forcing life to look “normal”.
The moment a 12th houser accepts that they are not here to blend in life softens. Relationships become cleaner. Detachment becomes peace instead of pain.
The 12th house doesn’t punish you for being alone.
It protects you until you’re real.
even in death i am alone
ego, selfhood and the other (why intimacy is filled with discontent)
psychoanalysis reveals that the self is split.
the self which is actually seen and the self observing that
This is the supreme challenge of intimacy — how to reconcile the aching yearning for closeness with the painful pressures of actually being
When we think of love, we have ideas that are purely personal and, on the whole, quite fanciful. They are based in general on our desire to be loved, from which we expect fulfillment.
In reality love fulfills only the one who loves. If we understand love as a quality of the heart, just as intelligence is a quality of the mind, then we won’t deal with love as people customarily do. As a rule, we divide our hearts into different compartments, for lovable, neutral and unlovable people. With that sort of divided heart, there’s no way we can feel good. We can be “whole” only with a heart united in love.
The more often we remember that all our heart has to do is love, the easier it will be to distance ourselves from judgments and condemnations. But that doesn’t mean we can no longer distinguish between good and evil. Naturally we know what is evil, but hatred of evil needn’t forever be stirring in our heart. On the contrary, we have compassion for those who act in a way that does harm.
Ayya Khema on cultivating loving-kindness, compassion, sympathetic joy, and equanimity.
the hedgehog dilemma
thus, humans are unable to reach absolute intimacy
I used to give a fuck and look where that got me
sometimes it feels like i am walking in the world with my flesh exposed and my bare skin aches from the stinging air