Being in a relationship has never been safe for me because I have to give too much to reinforce any stability.
Author: Candid Corvid Productions
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At The Gates
There is a fight a-brewin’…
Perhaps it is best to nurture peace.
Back Off!
I am not interested in being built up nor torn down by any person attempting projection!
(Slow It Down – Benson Boone)
Dear Alex,
I thought you could see and understand such complexities of being a warrior human.
How the brain partitions off when in fight or flight’s defending; how it freezes the body to be still when the dead of night are stalking.
Yet, we are merely a man and a woman.
Lone Champion
When you keep having to fight off demons, everything stinks of brimstone and blood.
Fire and steel become one.
Tbe Plan
I can’t be ready before I’m ready, but can expand my skills where I am.
(Creatures In Heaven – Glass Animals)
I Hate It
I hate that so many years have been full of struggle and desperation, bleeding out opportunities for love’s reconnection.
The Awful Truth
Two of our cats have not been feeling well, and I had to take them to the emergency vet while hoping that all they would need was some antibiotics and guided TLC.
But one turns out to have congestive heart failure in critical condition, and the other has a fluid-chambered mass on its liver!
God Includes All
Religions should not, and must not, dictate – for Man cannot see God’s greater plans.
Fledglings
Some find it an easy transition, while others feel the need to fight for their right to flight.
Corvid Comedy
Parasitic Erosion
Whenever she tried to get ahead, something would arise to try and push her down again.
(Let’s Face The Music And Dance – Fred Astaire & Ginger Rogers)
Traumatic Dramatic
“Your so sensitive…”
“Your life is always so dramatic…”
Ground Zero
I must attend to my baseline needs as seems most important according to my own values so that advancement makes sense to me.
What If?
What if the “powers that be” only resorted to violence as a last resort to help restore peace, rather than murdering, raping, and plundering in the name of narcistic greed?
Humanity’s Demise
We are haunted and terrorized by memory’s specters reinforced by current day idiots who propagate violence.
The Nebula
Assumed dark matter
Of impenetrable night,
The secret source of love
Guarding salvation”s light.
How’s Your Week Going?
My Dog Out Of The Pool
(Hanging On – Bob Moses)
Silken Wind Hounds
“Reaching For The Light”
Traumatic Violence
A human Elden noted the other day – which I myself have observed aplenty – that my life patterns keep getting conscripted into this negative cycle of human experience.
I would like to step off from and leave this track behind me.
May it decay into inert elements, reclaimed by the Earth’s natural environment, where things such as iron in rust can serve better as soil nutrients.
Self Blame To Fame
She had wondered why therapies had never gotten to the source of her torment – why they never did more than to simply illuminate truths she had already known, and yet her suffering was still ever present.
There is often an automatic default misperception in “victims” that somehow they may have caused abuse inflicted upon them – as if they’d had a choice somehow and by being present in that moment of the event(s) had given their consent.
Yet, why could she never absolve herself of this in some form of self forgiveness?
Wherin anchored her imbedded, ruthlessly gripping sense of irrefutable accountability?
Was it because she had chosen to come to this plane, and as horrors inflicted upon her she could hear Elden voices abrading and laughing – because she had, indeed, chosen to be here in this time?
But she had never claimed that Mankind could not be worse than the most vicious of maddened animals.
She had claimed that Good could, would, and wanted to emerge in this species despite pressures – not realizing that she, herself, must apparently become the example!
Word Of The Day: Rish
Brave & dominant ruler, Sage, Saint, One who meditates on Lord’s Name, Seeker of enlightment.
The Queen’s Gambit
The Eliterish had ridiculed her faith in humanity and disparaged her learned assertions to where the only way that she could prove clemency needed on Man’s behalf was to cast off her powers and become one of his children.
But in becoming human, her Elden memories became suppressed, and what accompanied her in youth’s vulnerability were nightmares of humanity’s attrocious deeds imbedded in the genetic code of her now transformed DNA, whispering and weeping to her subconscious at night when she fitfully tried to sleep.
And Man’s twisted, tormented half-lifers were drawn to her – darkness exposed that attacked her innocence and tried to pass on its infection, so that as she grew, she suffered from confusion’s misdirection while struggling to regain access to Truth’s enduring instinct.
Sage human Ascensionists saw her light and attempted to conscript by pursuasions, but she veered away from their illuminations seeking to harness and repurpose her intentions.
She knew she was not one of them, for though she could speak their language fluently, they could not return in kind.
She was here for a specific mission and could not risk misguided temptations.
Word Of The Day: Urdu
noun
- an Indic language closely related to Hindi but written in the Persian script and having many loanwords from Persian and Arabic. It is the official language of Pakistan, and is also widely used in India and elsewhere.”she posted statements in Hindi, English, and Urdu announcing her decision”
adjective
- relating to Urdu.”it is not just a bookshop but an institution where one got to meet noted writers and lovers of Urdu literature”
Oxford Languages
(Welcome To The Boomtown – David & David)
Broken Pieces
Sometimes people discredit and defame others’ validity in order to avoid their own accountability.
Zones Of Interference
She had experienced way too many moments where love had began to blossom – but then was cut off.
Be Proud
Be Proud!
Priming
I am trying to upgrade the quality of my life’s experience.
Dear Alex,
Mayhap I was to be a bridge to help you, and you were to be this for me.
Seen as far off horizon bright stars shining, offering encouragement, perspective, and mirroring for self reflections.
“Going Up!”
Portland, Oregon
(Location – Khalid)
Get Off My Lawn
I’m just done.
Done with being josstled.
Done with being pushed around.
Done with beung mistrusted and projected upon.
Society can have it – because I sure as heck don’t need it!
Faded Memory
There had been a time when she had had buffered layers – whether by youth’s inexperience, well-disguised denial, or remnants if innocent faith still pouring from an ever-flowing well, open to possibilities.
Open Hands
Why do I reach before
Something is yet there?
(Leave A Light On/Talk Away The Dark – Papa Roach)
Angst
At this point, I have no idea what I will do for work – or even how I can return to work!
Going To Extremes
It doesn’t matter, this rage-filled reaction to perceived injustice at being misidentified and mistreated, influenced by a migraine which is branching from post-accident injuries torsion-imbedding into on-fire synaptic references pinging unremittently inside my spinal cord, thoracic to cervical.
Family
My ideal model in-process is one where we lift each other up, encourage individual and collective positive growth and expansion, and no longer ascribe to old paradigms taught to us that insisted we must hold each other down to gain “control’s” advantages.
(Trembling Hands – The Temper Trap)
Daring To Try Again
My kids are growing up, and I am beginning to reach for my own needs, again.
Normifying
“Radical Acceptance?”
“Sanctuary”
