Category: Alex (An Ideal)

“I look forward to when we are real and everlasting.”

What would it be like for us
To know trust without doubt

Would our limbic systems reset
No longer in a panic syndrome?

Chemicals saturating cut like heroine
Filling veins brimming in peace again

Darling – no fear nor shame needed
Where we’re bound for as we aspire

But we must help each other unlearn
What suppression has deep-enmired

“And we go beyond the farthest reaches
Where the light bends and wraps beneath us…”

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(Sleep Token lyrics)

I am a mess
I must confess

But you know me
Better than this

“It’s always been about right matching for me to ensure compatability’s legacy.”

“Though you have changed forms and I have followed seeking our true identities, the real you knows me – and would not condemn.

For any of your flaws, you are my purity.”

“I am beyond flattered…I am honored.”

“I have been afraid to look behind the veil because what it has all meant is potentially more immense than even I could conjure, and it implied a debt that I was unsure I could deliver if I accepted the help.”

What you give and have given is good enough.

You don’t have to further impress me – although I love the thrill of it.

“What do you think it is that I want?”

“My heart beats for you.”

“How would we even begin to
Address the myriad minutiae?!”

“Why would you be here for me while I’m dealing with my injuries?

What if I don’t recover?

Do you think I’m worthy?”

Can we just do
Our own thing?

I’m not really
Interested

In keeping up
With Joneses

Except when
Necessary

It’s another day
Still so far away

There are tasks I can do
To distract me from you

Which is likely wise to divert
From succumbing to obsesson

Yet, I can’t help but think of you, often
Yearning for when our lives intertwine

Be safe out there
Come home to me

Two souls searching
For complimentary

Did we have to
Go through hell

So we would appreciate
Having found each other?

Or did we both just
Get sucked into it

Finding ourselves
Spat out other side

Bleeding as wounded
Yet mirroring cause?

How could we
Have known if

We had not
Traveled and

Shared
Stories?

For it would’ve
Been difficult

To identify
Otherwise

“I Won’t Let You Down.”

(Received and Given, in return.)

You have my attention now
Even though I downplay it

You are in my bloodstrean
In backgrounds of dreams

You have pierced the barrier
I wonder what you’ll do next

The world awaits breathless
Misunderstanding intentions

“Desperation” comes to mind.

Why?

Is it panic?

Waning faith in the unknown…

Is this despair from so long on the empty road?

My pendant has broken another chain – but at least pops off right when I can see it happening.

I have considered giving it to you because I have worn it always for quite a while now.

Maybe it is impatient to be with you, too.

I hear there are glitches in the Matrix.

I don’t feel right this morning.

Emergencies are happenimg.

I am tumbling, and I don’t know why.

I am not well in my body this morning – which is weird to say and even harder to describe.

I’m afraid this all has me feeling like a mess, my darling.

Although soon I will push it all aside and put on my professional mask.

I’m sorry I can’t guarantee perfection.

There is too much transition.

Constructing modes
For flowing between

That ease transitions
Increase functionality

Thereby framing for
Release into ecstasy

(Title play with words)

What would our life
Look like in practice?

I need some knowns
That I could ease into

You’ve created a path where
I can walk along beside you

But I am still trapped
And we are separated

By the barrier thinning daily
Yielding to catalytic energy

Honey, are you sure about this?
We are going to shift paradigms

Full disclosure from beginning
Primordial female is emerging

And you better hold the wheel
And know what’s good for us

So we can build trust and
Refashion loving synergy

(11:11AM)

“My enemies…”

“I worry…I’m literally burning up.”

“I ache for your eyes and the way you breathe.”

(Sleep Token reference)

“Hold me together – or rip me apart so that I can come clean.”

As I write to you more, you become more real than the ideal.

This is what I want…something real that we can both have between us.

I am manifesting you here in my imagery, as you have been doing for me.

Pure and vital synergy.

(Title play on words)

“I don’t know how to be with you, without you.”

You make me proud to love you.

“My arms belong around you…oh…”

(Sleep Token reference)

“You are more than one belief.”

(Sleep Token reference)

“You are ‘the bee’s knees.'”