a stern talking to
Universe was spot on again (naturally) with its prop placement of the new neighbor. I'm watching all these tendencies and insecurities racing for the spotlight. Loads of them, all brought to the surface by M2.
The closer to the surface the better. But it does make me allover the place today, combined with a lack of sleep. It's one of those days when I can't even be myself when I'm alone and no-one else is watching/judging.
I'll just let all the shadow puppets do their thing.
Most importantly, M, is to let stuff happen and play itself out.
No need to worry about saying or doing anything weird; you probably will, because you did so before and let's face it: you don't know how to be normal and you could stop trying to be, that would be great, thanks.
Think of all the energy you'll save.
Do you want to wake up anytime soon? Stop wasting all this time and energy on the little things. Time flies when you're entrenched. GET OUT.
I can be tougher on you now that you're not that fragile anymore. So get going, lady.
There are no rules except this one: follow your own rules. Forget everything else. It's just not worth it, time goes by so fast. Make up your mind.
Can you handle the truth?
You're wallowing in petty stuff, even by your own admission. There is a vast space available to you and you don't use it, you crouch in your little dark corner, afraid of all the light and air and spaciousness. Time to breathe, Muppet, come out, come out, wherever you are. You are HERE. You are NOW. So BE.
Waiting for someone to take your hand? Not gonna happen. You're alone here. You knew that and you know it and there's no denying it. This is it. You are ALONE. Step up.
Come on, girl, no crying. You're on your way to infinity.
And don't let me catch you dwelling on how poetic that sounds!
Repeat after me: terror attacks? Not My Problem.
Rabid president in America? Not My Problem.
Sister in pain? Not My Problem.
Niece in trouble? Not My Problem.
Yeah, check out all that squirming going on. Food for worms. It's not your problem. Nothing is your problem. YOU are your problem, and nothing else. Focus. Focus. FOCUS.
Okay, good talk.
The closer to the surface the better. But it does make me allover the place today, combined with a lack of sleep. It's one of those days when I can't even be myself when I'm alone and no-one else is watching/judging.
I'll just let all the shadow puppets do their thing.
Most importantly, M, is to let stuff happen and play itself out.
No need to worry about saying or doing anything weird; you probably will, because you did so before and let's face it: you don't know how to be normal and you could stop trying to be, that would be great, thanks.
Think of all the energy you'll save.
Do you want to wake up anytime soon? Stop wasting all this time and energy on the little things. Time flies when you're entrenched. GET OUT.
I can be tougher on you now that you're not that fragile anymore. So get going, lady.
There are no rules except this one: follow your own rules. Forget everything else. It's just not worth it, time goes by so fast. Make up your mind.
Can you handle the truth?
You're wallowing in petty stuff, even by your own admission. There is a vast space available to you and you don't use it, you crouch in your little dark corner, afraid of all the light and air and spaciousness. Time to breathe, Muppet, come out, come out, wherever you are. You are HERE. You are NOW. So BE.
Waiting for someone to take your hand? Not gonna happen. You're alone here. You knew that and you know it and there's no denying it. This is it. You are ALONE. Step up.
Come on, girl, no crying. You're on your way to infinity.
And don't let me catch you dwelling on how poetic that sounds!
Repeat after me: terror attacks? Not My Problem.
Rabid president in America? Not My Problem.
Sister in pain? Not My Problem.
Niece in trouble? Not My Problem.
Yeah, check out all that squirming going on. Food for worms. It's not your problem. Nothing is your problem. YOU are your problem, and nothing else. Focus. Focus. FOCUS.
Okay, good talk.
posted by M. at 3:04 PM
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