“A 212 sighting when considering twin flames is a recognition of the true creative power a relationship can have in your life.”
https://www.cosmopolitan.com/lifestyle/a46000415/212-angel-number-meaning/
“A 212 sighting when considering twin flames is a recognition of the true creative power a relationship can have in your life.”
https://www.cosmopolitan.com/lifestyle/a46000415/212-angel-number-meaning/

“Lord Of The Rings” reference.



From “The Abyss”



See the dragon made of darker clouds surrounding?

Zoom moon.

Zoom center.



(No pressure – lol!)

Aren’t we supposed to not “Touch The Piece?!”
(Quote reference: “The Lego Movie”)
“I had thought I could forgive him anything.”
Even though he eventually tried to reconcile, she could not forgive him for what their children had already endured, and for what they would still have to go through.
I do not like playing the game Chess because someone must alwats be vanquished.
“He took it all away from me; from us; from our children.
Because he was afraid to redefine what it meant to be free.
Because he did not truly see me.
For if he had, he would have known that any wrong could have been made to be right between us.
And he would have reached out to embrace life – rather then letting hope whither and diminish.”
It could be expected that I would extoll its virtues.
But having not read much for years, finding old friends in book form means facing memories of loss.
For I once had a life I loved, full of books and the promise of better tomorrows.
Back when I believed in love’s power to overcome anything.
But it is the human spirit that must remain resilient.
Usually, when I sit someplace inside made by humans, my searching eyes find very little of interest to entice or intrigue my mind’s curiosity.
Not so sitting inside of a book store!
Those countless years of you giving your all, while alone and privately grieving.
No.
I cannot begrudge any happiness you may have now gained for yourself.
Why did it draw her?
The concept seemed so foreign.
Yet, her muscles quivered, strapped tight by impact adhesions, humming to break free and slide again easily.
It has been recently more confusing for me to know which path to take when coming to certain crossroads.
I guess this is because I am arriving at places that I have never been before – even if scenarios seem familiar.
Picked apart into particulates
Obscurely evaluated for worth,
What must a good soul endure
To secure its own providence?
“Thank you for believing in me,” said Clark / Kal El / Superman.
“It didn’t make much difference, in the end,” replied Lois tearfully.
“It did to me.”
Man of Steel
Countless centuries
Condemned to walk these wastelands
Either to be used and discarded
Or keep vigil, alone.
“What did you do, you fool?! They will never forgive you!”
“It is not for them to forgive -but to repent millennia of humanity’s mistreatment!”
Their beauty lured by irresistable charm the unwary into lover’s harm.
But once transformed into a mortal, love’s bounty became barred.
Oh twisted fate!
At last able to feel it –
Yet to be ever denied!
The rare stone’s opalescent liquid fire droplets of Autumn-hued rainbows cascaded up and down across its perfected surface in sequential shifting patterns, unbroken by pause or flaw’s deliberate intention.
Its promise knocked upon her heart’s seal, as if still sleeping deep within her being was a Fae Queen ready to be reawakened.
This isn’t a war nor a competition.
It’s a parallel situation.



There is love and care for each other.
When loving care fades = outer circle.
One is allowed into the central hearth
Only if devotion’s sustained and proven.
Grid-iron tracks from depth of view’s
Descension into tunnel-boared earth
Running parallel arcs to womb’s core
Phazing darkening to absence of light
Glistening curves flash height’s sight
As we pass above enroute to night life.
—–
(I wanted to guide senses down into what I could see in my mind’s eyr, then bring them up again, giving sense of time-space-motion)
Full recovery into a life of vitality.
And the extra good and joy that comes with it!
She had been hurt, but also afforded new opportunities.
What if we only asked for what we truly needed, and greed’s avarice was no longer encouraged nor permitted?
There did not seem to be anyone she could speak with about such ponderings, except maybe the other common people around her.
So she began posing the greater questions to them in passing, and was surprised to find others beginning to think more like her.
The accident had overstretched the connective tissues so that when she pushed against her own internal boundaries to gain strength, they blew out, which left her emotionally exhausted.