growing complacent

ah, but you have grown so accustomed to the distraction of the flesh of those around you…weather in passing, in meaningful interaction, or in love. that part of yourself that you thought was part of yourself has been ripped away—for it could not have been done any other way.

it is not for the faint of heart—this solitude. it requires compassion, faith, and honesty. it requires transparency, vulnerability, and admission to the poisons that are in currently wreaking havoc in your systems.

those things that you do not speak of…those are the things that lurk in loneliness. those actions you don’t take…those hide in the shadows here too. but at this time, you do not have the relief of company—only the privilege of your own presence. so what is it that you do? how is it you come to sit with yourself in these trying times? your thoughts will create your reality.

right now, you are writing your future records that you will one day look back on and may have to heal from. so move towards acceptance…you do not have to like what has taken place, but to wish for something else is the same mess that has your nasties in the darkness plaguing you now.

quit pushing what’s here away.

it should not be hard to seek and find what your mind is using as it’s weapon against you. most likely, by now it has revealed itself to you. so when the distraction, the subtraction, of flesh from your daily systems began…so did the destruction of the walls that held in these little nasties that crept to the surface. know now is not the time to be the hero you once were.

you are not with another—but ah, in fact, you couldn’t be anymore closer to each other. so you must reach out the way you were meant to do naturally—the method you forgot how to use.

understand that reality does not have to contain flesh to be real. those little nasties you sit with now seem pretty real don’t they?

do what has never been done after having had done to you what had never taken place.