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Maybe it happens today. What if today is the day when everything falls into place perfectly, energy shifts and life surprises you with the most wonderful gifts you’ve been waiting on for years? What if something miraculous takes place today? What if today is the day when underlying causes for your struggles and suffering are revealed, you are able to see the bigger picture, gain deeper understanding and finally let go of heavy burdens you’ve been carrying for years? Today could be that day.

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✉️☁️: divine partnering all around some of you will be lucky this time around. it’s also time to walk away and cut the ties, step into your new way of thinking completely. You can’t properly move towards your future unless you’re in alignment, beautiful things are ahead.

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“how come you’re single?”

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I swear this quartz crystal has the Milky Way trapped inside of it 🌿💫

Instagram – hillaryelis

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I ACCEPT ALL BLESSINGS, OPPORTUNITIES FOR GROWTH, AND CLARITY COMING MY WAY.

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this scorpio season is OVERWHELMING, if mercury retrograde wasn’t already enough

scorpio season is just: *feel horny* *feels destructive* *listens to nobody by mitski* *feels tender* *feels horny* *feels that weird horny/tender feeling that lasts for days* *cries to hozier* *obsessively journals* *wants to be unknowable* *desperately wants to feel connected to something* *listens to melodrama by lorde* *feels horny* *drinks coffee*

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i love my solitude but i was meant to be a lover

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Good news and good things are just right by the doorsteps ✨🍀

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💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞reblog to manifest love into your life💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

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nothing makes me happier than connection, being vulnerable, being REAL, being honest. Whats more beautiful than someone opening up to you, their wounds, their fears, their passions. i am here for it, i am here to support, to love, to exist and to co create. 

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*drowns myself in romanticized idealizations*

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“When it’s mutual, a man and a woman know, instinctively, wordlessly. They may do nothing about it, but the knowledge of that shared desire is out there in the world - as obvious as neon, saying: I want you, I want you, I want you.”

— William Boyd (via quotemadness)

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“Mutual love is often thought of as mutual recognition: I see you for who you are and you see me back. But recognition is inevitably also a naming, a fixing, a pinning down. In order to recognize, you have to categorize, and categories are notoriously inflexible. Recognition, if understood as a projection that disallows the evolution of self and identity, becomes restrictive rather than liberating. However inadvertently, the recognition required for mutual love can easily slip into a form of control.

Jan Verwoert describes the slippage between love-as-recognition and love-as-control in an essay called “Masters and Servants or Lovers: On Love as a Way to Not Recognize the Other.” He writes,

“To love the other, we believe, is the most intimate way to recognize the other, to get to know and understand who he or she really is … But this is what power is about as well, when it manifests itself in structures of domination. Modern regimes of power are built on the intimate knowledge of who the people are they dominate. Surveillance, espionage, and market research are techniques of recognition … Consequently, radical love would be a love that goes beyond recognition, that is a love in which the lovers would renounce their desire to fully grasp the identity of the other and no longer insist on understanding who the other is.”

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So how might one learn to love another without reducing the other to recognizability, without fixing the other to a single unchangeable name?

Or should it go the other way around: must the lover consent to being forever misrecognized? Is allowing oneself to be transfixed a fundamental part of loving and being loved?

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“Eros is an issue of boundaries,” writes Anne Carson. “He exists because certain boundaries do … But the boundaries of time and glance and I love you are only aftershocks of the main, inevitable boundary that creates Eros: the boundary of flesh, and self between you and me. And it is only, suddenly, at the moment when I would dissolve that boundary, I realize I never can.” Unrecognition is the acknowledgment of that interval: the gap, the inevitable boundary, the skin, the irreducible difference between. Performing the bite is acting out the desire to annihilate the boundary, while accepting the impossibility of resolution. The bite is one of love’s “tactics of imagination,” tactics that Carson writes are all aimed at resolving the “edge between two images that cannot merge into a single focus because they do not derive from the same level of reality—one is actual, one is possible. To know both, keeping the difference visible, is the subterfuge called eros.”

Consent-based larp revives the hope of unrecognition, but not the kind premised on anonymity or enabled by technology. It is premised instead on the very old technology of emotional labor. Unrecognition IRL is a lot of work. Work towards an impossible goal—you can’t know every new iteration of self, yours or another’s. You can never dissolve the irreducible difference. You can only acknowledge the fact of constant transformation despite the appearance of constancy. Love is not anonymous, but neither is it fixed to a single name. Whereas a system of control desires to recognize you as a generic entity according to a single name, a system of mutual love recognizes you as wonderfully multiple—as endlessly specific.”

Ask Before You Bite, Elvia Wilk