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broke-on-books · 2 years
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I'm a fucking disaster send tweet
Also btw guys I got my drivers license
#the craziest thing about this web site is that i never publically embarrass myself here#like i have the emotional intensity of a nuclear bomb and the self control of a hand grenade#ive been going off VERY publically since i was eight years old and its really only gotten worse#it probably hit its peak in middle school but still i just-#i cant even get fucking angry or frustrated at myself without fucking crying! and everyone asking me if im okay like no! im not okay!#i screwed up something i have in my ability to do well because i got in my own damn head or whatever no im not okay#its just like the worst part is that my mind doesnt care if i did good on what i was supposed to do it only sees that i could have done bet#ter. its literally like i got my drivers license! i got a 92 on my test! i got the desired results there! but yet im still fucking crying#because i knew and possessed the skills to get those scores (and better!) in me and i had in fact done better and shown that i had those#skills in the past BUT instead they gave them to me out of pity because they knew i could do better#so then i have to be the person sitting there crying when i did perfectly fine but really i fucking hate myself because i know i didnt#actually do perfectly fine!!! i did fucking dogshit instead compared to how i could have done how i KNOW i could have done#its just annoying because like. i am a very cheerful and positive person and am actually one of the more stable people i know. i have an#amazing relationship with my family i do well easily in school and i dont get involved in bad things or generally make bad decisions#however every few months i have a very public breakdown over something incredibly stupid because i get wrapped around the axel in my head#everyone i know from distant acquaintances to complete strangers have seen me fucking cry because i just cant stop it#im supposed to be celebrating right now and picking where we're going to go out to dinner tonight but instead im not because im fucking#crying in my room because i passed my drivers test#what the hell is wrong with me i swear to god#also shoutout to neurodivergent people with chemical imbalances and stuff in their brains because mine works how its supposed to and its#absolutely fucking hell on my life. like hot damn idk how you guys do it absolute fucking props i respect you all SO much genuinely#anyways i need to get my shit together before anyone else tries to talk with me or else ill start crying again#highkey considering not posting this but if i dont ill lose any and all catharsis i could possibly get so like sorry guys#blah#ignore this
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electric--blanket · 3 years
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a place where the heart rests
so, because @thekaiserroll drew fanart of my fanfiction i decided to return the favour by writing a long Wintersberg one-shot based off of her short comic! i hope you enjoy touch-starved Heisenberg.
warnings for death (not for main characters) and some angst.
read on ao3
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Mama… I want mama. It hurts.
Where’s mama?
Karl Heisenberg always suffered from nightmares. Even before he was taken in by Mother Miranda — as a child, Heisenberg often experienced night terrors that had him screaming in his bed. There were distant memories in the back of his mind, where he’d wake from a terrible dream that had him screaming for his mother — and she’d always come to his side. In that terribly large, cold estate that Heisenberg once called home, it always felt so lonely. But, his mother always eased his fears; with her silk nightgown and the distinct smell of expensive soap. Her soft fingers would comb through Heisenberg’s locks of ashen brown hair, hushing him in a soft tone of voice — a voice he could no longer remember.
During the experiments, it was the only thing Heisenberg begged for when he felt the cadou infesting his body. It felt like a worm wriggling around in the wet soil during a storm, curling and writhing through his organs. He screamed for his mother, wishing she would save him from the pain and take him home again. A seventeen-year-old boy screaming for his mother to come and save him looked utterly pathetic from Mother Miranda’s perspective, and the feeling of fear only intensified when she stroked Heisenberg’s hair whilst he screamed. A soft whisper that uttered, “I’m your mother now, child.” It made Heisenberg nearly vomit.
That was the last time someone had ever touched him so tenderly. He’d not felt a loving touch since then and ducked away from Miranda’s so-called ‘motherly’ touches.
At first, Heisenberg coped with the intense trauma of his bodily changes by taking it in stride and calling his newfound power of magnetism a ‘gift’. He knew deep down it was the opposite: it stopped him from ageing, rendered him infertile and stripped away his dignity by becoming a slave to Miranda. It took a long time for Heisenberg to fully process what had happened to him. His father had left him in the clutches of a madwoman, and his life only got worse from there.
In a fit of rage — perhaps at the age of twenty-nine — he revisited his parent's estate to confront the man he could no longer call ‘father’. He had aged since Heisenberg last saw him, but those steel eyes he’d inherited were still as hard as ever. His mother lingered in a doorway just down the hall, but she didn’t dare come to greet her son as he snapped with a short, interrupted breath. Heisenberg had grabbed his father by the neck and pinned him to the nearest wall, knocking down a beautiful oil painting his mother adored. His fingers didn’t seem to stop, squeezing on the skin and bone until he felt a sickening crack vibrate beneath his fingers.
Heisenberg hadn’t meant it, not really. It was as if a demon had taken control of his body and sought revenge that barely mattered anymore. He didn’t realise what he’d done until he heard the sound of his mother screaming; distraught and fearful of her own son that she’d once coddled so long ago.
That was the last time Heisenberg saw his mother and father. The estate was quickly abandoned not long after, and from what he knew, his mother took her belongings and moved to Austria with some distant relatives. That large house teased Heisenberg every fucking day, with how it towered near the factory grounds and reminded him of what he’d done. Arson wasn’t exactly on his bucket list, but Heisenberg couldn’t resist taking a match to the place and watching it burn. Whatever childhood remained in that house was left in a pile of ashes, and he never looked upon it ever again. All of the silly dreams and hopes he’d had for his life were gone.
That was until Ethan Winters showed up. Nearly a hundred years later, Heisenberg felt something he’d sought after for so long — hope.
**
“Karl? Karl—!”
Mama. I want mama. Everything hurts.
Heisenberg forced his eyes open. It felt like his life was replaying in front of him whilst he was passed out; like watching an old film reel repeating itself and becoming more distorted each time. Up until that very night, Heisenberg’s life had been a series of traumatic events and unforgivable actions.
That night, he’d turned it all around just by laying his eyes on Ethan Winters. A man so incredible, resilient and insane… He’d do anything to get his little girl back. It was the man Heisenberg had oh-so wanted his father to be, and he admired that about Ethan. He’d never been so good at expressing his emotions honestly, or even laying out his ideas in a proper fashion to others… Oh, but Ethan was special. He’d shown Heisenberg patience that he’d not been offered before and decided to join him at his side to kill Miranda. Together.
“Karl… Fuck— Don’t die on me, asshole.”
Ethan… Ethan…
Above the metal remnants of what his mutated body had used as a shell, he could hear Ethan pushing the scrap aside to try and find Heisenberg buried beneath it. He could also hear the distinct cries of a distressed baby, something that brought him back to Earth. Heisenberg reached up through the metal until his bare, calloused fingers brushed up against Ethan’s soft knuckles. There was a moment of silence when their skin touched, but Ethan didn’t waste any time in grabbing Heisenberg’s hand and pulling him out.
The moment the pressure around his body ceased, Heisenberg felt the telltale feeling of sickening warmth seeping from many wounds across his body. The cadou inside him didn’t react too well to it, trying to cope with the trauma done by squirming and pulsating inside of him. Heisenberg drank in the expression of Ethan’s relieved face for just a moment, only until it warped into one of worry and horror. Heisenberg was weak, and his knees buckled beneath the weight of his torso before he fell back onto the ground.
The baby cupped carefully in one of Ethan’s arms began to cry again as Ethan jostled her accidentally in an attempt to help Heisenberg. A baby crying wasn’t really helping Heisenberg’s already distressed state, but it made him realise just how fucked he was. There was no way they would get away in time together, and Heisenberg was too injured to walk. The cadou might have helped to some degree, but it didn’t ease the burning pain in his body, and the loss of blood that was making him dizzy.
Ethan’s horrified expression was pinned on an appendage from the Megamycete, which rose up from the cave systems like a flower bud in spring, ready to bloom. The small, red flashing light alerted him to the fact that Chris Redfield had succeeded in planting the bomb. They had to leave.
“Go.”
A silence hung in the air for just a moment, and Heisenberg didn’t realise what he’d just said. For the first time in his miserable existence, he was being selfless and urging Ethan to leave him behind. It was the last thing Heisenberg wanted.
Don’t leave me here. I’m fucking scared. I don’t want to die yet.
“Fuck you,” Ethan’s voice trembled with venom, “I’m not leaving you here now. Not after everything we’ve been through.”
Heisenberg let out a bitter chuckle, tasting the blood seeping from his gums as he grinned, “I don’t think we have any time to be arguing about this, buttercup.”
“No. I— Mia’s dead, Karl. I need you.”
That’s right. Heisenberg briefly recalled Miranda’s kidnapping of the not-so-innocent woman and the experimentation that followed. Unfortunately, her body gave in due to her state after giving birth and she died on Miranda’s operating table. Ethan’s wife was dead, and Rose was now left without a mother’s loving touch.
“I said go. Rose needs her papa intact, not blown to pieces.” Heisenberg insisted, slumping back against the pile of scrap metal.
“Damn it—” Ethan looked hesitant to leave Heisenberg. It was a truly sweet sentiment: to see someone care about him after all this time. After all of the terrible things he’d done, and the love he’d been deprived of… Someone cared about him. Maybe that was enough. Maybe it wasn’t so bad to die like this.
“Fuck.” Ethan stammered again, licking his dry lips and swallowing, “Karl… I… Thank you.”
“... Yeah. I know, Ethan.”
That was all he needed. A trembling, watery smile shot his way before Ethan held Rose close with both arms and turned to run.
He’s going to be a great father.
Heisenberg looked up at the plant-like form the Megamycete had taken, looming down upon the ceremony courtyard with writhing mold creeping closer to Heisenberg. It was then that he decided that giving in like this wasn’t who he was: he was a fighter to his last breath.
In a last attempt to preserve his life, Heisenberg parted the pile of scrap metal and shuffled beneath it all. He rolled his wrist, the cocoon of metal surrounding him and tightening. The metal creaked, drowning out the sounds of the mold writhing around the metal to try and get inside. Heisenberg closed his eyes tightly, gritting his teeth. I won’t die. Not yet.
The explosion that followed shortly after was deafening, causing the entire ground to shake beneath him and the metal to shudder against his body. It felt painful, rippling off his injured skin like that… But, fortunately for Heisenberg, the explosion wasn’t nuclear — the blast was enough to do the job and wipe out the mold and the Megamycete.
A silence followed the explosion, brick and ash collapsing against Heisenberg’s metal cocoon. Each noise made him flinch, and his fingers twitched instinctively as some final line of defence. He didn’t know how long it was before he felt brave enough to let his guard down and release his telekinetic grip on the metal. The scraps suddenly slumped, collapsing around him as Heisenberg pushed the metal off of his body and emerged like a phoenix rising from the ashes of its former self.
The smoke and dust still remained, causing Heisenberg to cough heavily as he took a sharp inhale of the air. He squinted through the dust and remains of what was left of his home town and realised how much he’d lost. It hit him all at once; his childhood, his parents and his fucked up little family. Even though he hated Miranda and his makeshift siblings deeply, they were all he truly had left to call ‘family’. It was over in the blink of an eye, and Heisenberg suddenly felt like a child all over again. Like a child waking from a nightmare, scared and alone.
Heisenberg’s fingers twitched into tight fists, clamping his mouth shut as tears threatened to spill down his face. Even after all this, he tried to will himself not to cry, to never let down the walls he had so carefully built. But, at that moment there was nothing left to keep the foundations upright. Heisenberg’s fists loosened, and he brought his hands up to cover his face instinctively. A knot seemingly untied itself in his chest and throat, and a guttural sob left him. Maybe — just maybe — it was okay.
**
Navigating the woods was even worse during a snowstorm at night. It was bad enough that Heisenberg’s body was weak from his healing injuries, but it felt haggard from his intense emotional breakdown. In a strange sense, he felt relief from it but at the same time, it felt awfully inconvenient. Heisenberg was sure he looked like a terrible mess; his clothes were torn and his hair was damp with clumps of ash hanging from his silver locks. Not to mention the blood staining his clothes, and his valuable dog tags that hung low on his chest.
In his many idle chats with Ethan before they fought Miranda, he could recall the other man mentioning he didn’t live too far from the village. It was a fair distance away, but not too far that it would be impossible to reach if your car broke down on the road between them. Still, it wasn’t a pleasant or short walk.
By the time Heisenberg even managed to reach a place that looked like a livable home, he was close to collapsing in the snow… But, he held out. The lights were turned off inside, but a motion sensor light on the property turned on once Heisenberg got close enough. The bulb blinded him briefly, and he held a hand up to shield his eyes as he walked up the porch to the door. Heisenberg sluggishly lifted his hand, knocking on the door as hard as he could and leaning against the frame. It took a few moments before he could see a light turn on inside from the windows, and the sound of someone walking down a wooden staircase slowly.
The person on the other side of the door stopped before they reached for the doorknob, and they spoke out.
“Who is it?”
Ethan Winters. That voice Heisenberg had missed so dearly; in all of its glory and full of caution. It almost made him laugh.
“Let me in, Ethan. I’m freezing.”
“Karl?”
“As smart as ever, Ethan. Can you hurry up?”
Ethan was quick to unlock the door and remove the security chain, twisting the doorknob and pulling it open. There, Ethan was standing in a pristine white shirt and some boxers that hung low on his hips… Along with a pair of comical slippers that seemed to resemble a cartoon dog. Heisenberg’s lips twitched into a tired grin.
“Oh my, too much skin, Ethan. Back in my day—”
“Shut up and get in here!”
Ethan grabbed Heisenberg’s arm, tugging him inside to shield him from the snowstorm outside. He slammed the door shut and quickly locked it back up, and the two men finally stood face-to-face. There was a silence that hung in the air, with so many unanswered questions on the tip of Ethan’s tongue, but none came. Without any further hesitation, Ethan threw his arms around Heisenberg’s neck and tugged him close for an embrace.
It was the first time Ethan had touched him in such a way. So full of affection and genuinity, it made Heisenberg’s fingers tremble with uncertainty. He didn’t know what to do with his hands: so overcome with the touches that smothered him. His brows creased into an expression of relief, and Heisenberg’s steel eyes fluttered shut as he succumbed to the hug. He wrapped his arms around Ethan’s waist, squeezing him carefully and burying his face into Ethan’s shoulder. The smell of talcum powder and formula milk permeated his shirt, giving Heisenberg the comfort he craved. He never wanted Ethan to stop touching him, and he was content to stay like this for as long as he could — to make up for all the time he’d lost aching after affection.
“I thought…” Ethan mumbled slowly, “I thought you were dead.”
“Mm.” Heisenberg hummed lowly in response, curling his fingers into Ethan’s shirt. “So did I. Turns out I’m hard to kill.”
Ethan snorted softly.
**
As it turned out, Heisenberg wasn’t too bad with kids.
It was a tough adjustment for the two men at first; Ethan had to keep Heisenberg a well-guarded secret as he was moved to a new location with Rose (courtesy of the BSAA). Heisenberg followed their steps at a safe distance, but he was never too far from them. Understandably, Ethan was moved into a smaller home: a humble bungalow in a quiet German village. Once the BSAA had left Ethan in peace with Rose, it didn’t take long before Heisenberg settled into the bungalow with them.
Ethan had insisted that if Heisenberg was going to stay there with him and Rose, then he’d need to learn to help take care of the baby. At first, he was extremely hesitant to do something akin to a parental figure… But, Rose was a surprisingly sweet baby. She didn’t fuss too much and rarely threw a tantrum over the little things. Rose was the right amount of responsibility for Heisenberg, and that made him a patient parent.
He’d been taught how to properly hold her (after many lectures), how to prepare her formula and change her. Rose was understandably unhappy with Heisenberg’s presence at first, perhaps longing for her mother that was no longer around… But, after a few months, she took to Heisenberg very well.
Because of Karl’s lack of mortality and infertility, he never thought he’d take the figure of a father like this… But, it wasn’t exactly an unwelcome opportunity. He’d even upgraded from sleeping on the couch to Ethan’s bed.
The first night Ethan invited him to bed, Heisenberg could tell from the flustered look on Ethan’s face that it took a lot of courage to ask him to bed. A sexual joke lingered on the tip of Heisenberg’s tongue, but he bit it back in favour of keeping the proposal on the table. Instead, Heisenberg had nodded with a cheeky grin and followed Ethan to bed.
There had been some nights where the loss of Mia hit Ethan harder than he’d liked it to — even after Mia’s work with The Connections was revealed, he had still loved her to a degree. Those nights were the hardest. All Heisenberg could do was hold Ethan in his arms and comfort him with nothing more than his presence.
This invitation into Ethan’s bed was far more intimate than a comforting hug. At first, they stayed a polite distance apart on either side of the bed, with Ethan turned on his side whilst Heisenberg stared up at the dark ceiling. In the darkness, his eyes created shapes that danced across the ceiling and warped before him. Much like the mold that infested him, it was as if it continued to taunt him with its presence. After a moment, Heisenberg finally turned onto his side and glanced at the lump that was Ethan with his back to him. That urge to touch returned to the forefront of Heisenberg’s mind. It was that deep ache in his chest, like a lump of flour stuck in a smooth dough that needed to be coaxed inward.
He reached out but stopped himself before he could touch, trying to plan the best way to move forward with what he wanted. Heisenberg pursed his lips, shuffling his body closer to Ethan’s back until he finally slid his arm over Ethan’s waist. He could feel Ethan’s body freeze and tense up a little, which made Heisenberg’s heart feel like stopping altogether. Had he gone too far?
But after a moment, Ethan relaxed, pressing his chest back into Karl slowly. It was all the permission he needed to slot himself fully against Ethan and quietly seek out his hand. Once Heisenberg found it, he carefully laced their fingers together as he held Ethan like that, tugging him close with his elbow.
No words were spoken in the darkness, but a silent understanding of what they both wanted. Heisenberg finally felt complete like this, closing his eyes and exhaling tiredly. His body suddenly felt tired, releasing all the tension it had been holding trying to psyche himself up to do it.
A feeling of affection swelled in Heisenberg’s chest as he held Ethan, finally giving in to the darkness and drifting away with their bond now stronger than ever.
**
“Are you fucking insane, Ethan?!”
Chris Redfield. A thorn in Heisenberg’s side, but not as bad as Miranda. His voice filling their home put Heisenberg on edge, but it didn’t really matter too much to him. It was around ten in the morning, and the couple had just had breakfast. The television was on, playing some cartoons in the background as Rose was sitting on the soft carpet of the living area with her toys, and Heisenberg sat close to her.
When Chris made an unexpected visit, and he spotted Heisenberg in the living room, the yelling began. Ethan had kept Chris just outside of the room so that Rose didn’t see her father getting angry, and Heisenberg made sure to keep her attention on her toys. Heisenberg was wearing a pair of tartan boxers, along with a button-up pyjama shirt with a white tank top beneath it. It wasn’t exactly the pinnacle of bedtime fashion, but it made him comfortable enough at night.
When the yelling only got worse and Rose seemed irritated by the noise, Heisenberg carefully brought Rose into his lap and crossed his legs.
“Hmm,” He hummed in feigned thoughtfulness, “Does ol’ Karl need to perform for little Rose again?” Heisenberg sighed dramatically, “Oh, the things I do for you.”
He turned his body subtly to the kitchen area, holding his hand out and focusing on one of the drawers. It slid open, a few tablespoons floating out from a cutlery tray. Heisenberg pulled his hand back, the spoons floating across to the living area and bringing them to a stop in front of him and Rose. With a simple, slow roll of his wrist, the spoons began to twirl and move in a circular motion above Rose.
Her eyes widened with fascination, the corners of her mouth opening into a gleeful smile. Absently, she reached up with her soft, pink hands and tried to reach for the spoons half-heartedly as they continued their motions. A soft laugh bubbled from her, causing Karl to smile softly.
“He’s a dangerous bioweapon, Ethan. He could hurt Rose!”
Heisenberg managed to hone in on those words; a sharp pain digging into his chest when he realised the implications Chris was trying to make. That Heisenberg was a monster. A bioweapon without feeling. A creature that would kill a child.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Ethan pointing wordlessly at the soft scene of Heisenberg with Rose in his lap, entertaining her with spoons. That was all he needed to say, really — without even saying it. Even Chris was at a loss for words, and he quietly relented. Ethan was surely in for an afternoon of lectures.
It made Heisenberg smile a little more, turning his head subtly towards Ethan and catching his gaze. It was his quiet way of saying thank you. It went beyond thanking Ethan for trusting him with Rose but thanking Ethan for listening to Heisenberg, taking him into his home and loving him. Even though they’d never spoken those three little words out loud, maybe they didn’t need to. Their actions, affections and closeness spoke those words loud enough.
Truly, after all this time, Heisenberg didn’t think he was capable of ever being loved or trusted. Now that he’d left that horrible life behind, he was now a father, a friend and possibly a lover. The trauma would always remain, yes, like the cadou and the mutations. That didn’t mean he couldn’t be happy like this, in this simple little life he’d started to build with Ethan.
Maybe it would be okay.
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thisdreamplace · 3 years
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Hi. My erratic moods, and loss of control over my words and actions, my inability to be calm and collected, and worse, to keep the unhelpful intrusive thoughts IN my head are causing me trouble. (eg just recently someone in my family was going to the hospital for a possibly serious checkup and they joked, as I saw them at the door, "If I die then forgive me". And like, ik it's a joke. But a deep primal part of me, in front of everyone, lost it and as they turned away I heard myself screaming: "If I die, then YOU CAN BE HAPPY" and I just couldn't control it. I did find the pause in between the words and my reaction (Eckhart Tolle), yet I failed to at least restrain myself, from lashing out. Ik it's the 'demons' who think they'll be happy if I die etc. Worse was, my grandma (who doesn't know the extent of my issues) witnessed this. It sucks. I want to cry. Why did I react that way?)
What really is up with me? This has nothing to do with what was said (and I even know that the joke was a self defense mechanism coz my family mmbr was worried themselves about the check up). But the way I shouted that... It was serious. I think I did mean it. It's lame hahah, especially coz I was thinking I was starting to be able to control myself? To assuage the 'darkness' within, and I even believe things are definitely less hopeless thanks to the loa and me influencing reality
Maybe it was just a random thing. Ofc it's impossible to heal overnight, yet I do feel... Ashamed of my reaction (like hello, why couldn't I have stopped myself from saying that out loud at least? I could've just laughed it off and said "yeah okay me too" or smth less intense. They already mock me for my 'tantrums'. Welp, such is life and I've been doing my best to stay alive and normal for many years now)
Any way you can suggest using loa to make myself less... reactive and emotionally nuclear bomb-ish? The funniest thing is I was normal the whole day then this stupid outburst screaming 'woe ie me boohoo' happens. Gah I wanna curse lol
I did start conscious healing some months ago. Maybe I have pent up rage or emotion and I gotta idk journal or smth? I do affirm, I do try to fix my thought patterns (as opposed to never even realising I had a choice before). I'm not saying I'm doing enough. I'm not saying I'm consistent. But I am better than before. Then this happens?! Wdyt?
And another thing, the more I get into loa/beliefs/assumptions etc, and try to restructure my life, I feel wayyy more exposed and vulnerable
You are one of my faves in the loa spectrum btw
Hi!
Honestly, nothing is wrong with you. I think that you're being a little harsh on yourself, that's all. I mean, I get being put off by your outbursts. But weirdly, it's not actually something you need to analyze, although you may want to. I mean, that's how we worked in the past right? We always wanted to analyze the 3D and our behavior. But there's actually nothing to analyze anymore. There's nothing wrong with you, even like this.
I think that when we get into the law especially, and we start making progress, we're completely ashamed of ourselves when it seems like we are suddenly regressing. But actually, like I was saying, we don't have to take it that seriously. It actually doesn't have to mean anything is wrong with us. We can still totally be on the right path. Thing is, things that are living within us will find a way out. And that's all you experienced. Practice letting it pass and returning within yourself, to your inner world where you have been making great strides. It's not always for us to figure out why something happened. Instead, it's up to us to decide what we want to focus on moving forward.
If you feel the need to journal and let it all out, don't stop yourself! Write it out, allow yourself that space to say what you need to say and maybe you will figure something out in the process. Do not be afraid to release what you're feeling, allow it.
On the flip side of that, you can approach these outbursts with more compassion for yourself. I mean, the law really calls for us to come back to unconditional love for ourselves at all times. It's a constant practice. You don't have to feel ashamed anymore. Like I have said before, anything that we do was done perfectly. We think we have all these controls over our actions, because we forget we are ourselves pushed out. Even our freewill ends passed our minds. We only have freewill within. Every action we take in the 3D falls in line with the state we are in. This why we cannot do anything wrong! So don't fall for the 3D illusion, even in regard to yourself. It may be hard and weird to grasp, but allow yourself that space to at least move into some sort of acceptance. It will all click the more you choose to focus on your inner world, and what you can do within. Do not worry about what you can do in the outer world. Because really, you can do nothing.
So how do you tackle this? Well, like usual, get an idea of who you want to be. Don't think about how to get there, really. It's not your job. All you need to know is your end goal. And if you don't know it clearly, intend to for clarity. But after that, all you need to do is choose to embody that version of you everyday. You do this in your mind. You don't need to "act as if" unless you like to. Some days may be easier or harder than others. It doesn't matter if you trip up or totally are out of the state some days. The point is you keep persisting, you keep doing your best to go back to that version of you within in your mind. Without knowing how, that effort truly does add up and gets you exactly where you want to be.
To your final comment, I totally feel this. I have never been more vulnerable than I am now. I mean, the more I learn about the law, it's like the more I wear my heart on my sleeve. There's emotions I could run from before, that I can't run from now. I feel more exposed than ever. Because our fears, despite being our prison, often work as a shield. And the more you come into the law and have to dismantle the illusion of your fears, the more exposed you feel. And it's okay. I just try to remind myself that behind any uncomfortable feelings, I am making my way towards absolute love and freedom. Behind these illusions I built for myself, the more love and freedom can make it's way into my life. And it's comforting to see it that way and it allows me to keep going even when I feel too scared to. I know I am on the right path. Hopefully this helps you feel that way too.
Anyway, thank you for your nice compliment! I hope you are doing well! 💖
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buzzdixonwriter · 3 years
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Love / Like / Lust
“Love” is one of the many problems facing the English language.
Not the various concepts it represents, but the word itself.
Old joke: “I love a parade but I wouldn’t want to go to bed with one.”*
(* PornHub excluded.)
We use “love” to describe various feelings (“I love coffee in the morning.”) and emotions (“I love my kitty.”) and opinions (“I love that idea.”).
But as author Andrew Vachss points out:  Love is a verb.
Love should be confined to what we do or show.  It should be an action with concrete results, not merely a flurry of fuzzy feelings.
(None of this is brand new nor startling original; better minds than mine have commented on this for centuries.)
My opinion carries about as much weight as spitting against the wind in a hurricane, but I’d argue we should start by dividing love / like / lust and using them as follows:
===== LOVE =====
“A selfless action that helps another.”
This covers acts large and small.  
Raising a child from birth to young adulthood should be an act of love.
Feeding a person who is hungry should be an act of love.
Donating clothes to a charity should be an act of love.
Caveat: One must constantly question and analyze one’s actions to make sure they’re not really selfish motives in disguise.
Too often, alas, they are actually thinly disguised transactional deals:  
“I’ll take care of you as a child so you’ll look after me as an elderly person.” 
“I’ll buy you dinner if you do me a favor.” 
“I want a big tax write off for my donation.”
An act of love should be done with no expectation of recognition, reciprocation, or reward.
You help someone because not only it is ethically and morally the right thing to do, but because it creates and reinforces a societal pattern:  Treat others the way you want to be treated.
This includes the Biblical injunction to “love thine enemies.”  If, for example, there’s a person in your life whom you despise, who causes great trouble and distress for you, if that person is unjustly accused of wrongdoing and you have proof they’re falsely accused, it is an act of love to provide that proof and spare them from injustice even if you want nothing further to do with them.
Selfless love benefits all people, even if individual acts of love never directly benefit the person doing them.
“Love” is the only word on this short list that carries any ethical or moral weight.
===== LIKE ===== 
“A feeling of enjoyment or approval.”
Much of what we call “love” is actually just an intense emotional enjoyment of another person or thing.
There’s nothing wrong or derogatory with that.
I know of many loveless marriages where the partners act out of their own self-interest but enjoy each other’s company.
I know of many loving marriages where injury or illness robs one partner of the ability to participate or reciprocate fully in the relationship, but the caregiving partner selflessly continues to provide that care even though there is no longer any personal joy in it.
“Like” runs a gamut of intensity and hues.  The “like” I feel for a good hamburger is different from the “like” I feel for classical music, and the “like” I feel for classical music is different from the “like” I feel for Hank Williams.
The emotion or feeling of liking someone or something carries no ethical or moral weight.
You can absolutely like Goldfinger as a fictional character so long as you don’t try to emulate him by blowing up Ft. Knox with a nuclear bomb.
You can like with varying degrees of intensity any number of people you encounter from spouses of friends and family to charming scoundrels so long as you do not act on that feeling in a way that would threaten harm to others.
Don’t put the move on your best friend’s partner.
Don’t look the other way when that charmer tries to cheat someone.
Like anyone or anything you wish, but be wise in how you express it.
Not everything needs to be shared.
===== LUST =====
“A desire for pleasure or satisfaction.”
If “like” is passive, “lust” is active.
You want something.
You may lust for gold or power or sexual satisfaction, but it’s always an inwardly directed desire.
Mind you, among fully informed consenting partners lust can be the basis of a successful long term relationship.
If one partner wants sexual satisfaction and is willing to show kindness and compassion and support in return, and the other wants to feel emotionally and physically safe and is willing to grant sexual favors in return, they may find a mutually agreeable long term relationship to their advantage.
Both of them lust for something, be it sexual gratification or emotional security.
The English language primarily confines “lust” to earthy appetites i.e., “a lust of life”.
That carries an implication of hedonism.
Again, the feeling of lust or the desire for hedonism in and of itself carries no ethical or moral weight.
But because it actively leans towards the gratification of the self, it’s dangerous.
Too often we can rationalize our worst behaviors by calling our lusts “love”.
Lust is 180-degrees the opposite of love.
It seeks to serve the self, not others.
Love -- acting selflessly to help others – can serve as an effective brake on the desires – fiscal or physical – of lust.
It provides the foundation of empathy that civilized societies need.
Properly controlled and guided, lust can be enormously satisfying and harmless to others.
But it’s always self-centered, pointing inward, not outward.
It’s better to live in a culture based on love than on lust.
In summary:
We need to be more precise in our language, because language shapes our thoughts and our thoughts guide our actions.
Speak rarely of love but show it often.
Be careful how we show what we like.
Temper lust with love.
  © Buzz Dixon
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Any advice on how to write Dennis’ BOD respectfully and accurately?
disclaimer: everything i’m about to say is reflective only of my personal experience, and the experiences i’ve witnessed during my treatment
i think, for me, the most important thing is to understand what bpd is and what it looks like.  bpd is primarily defined by difficulty regulating emotions (according to NAMI).  people with bpd feel things very intensely/deeply, and often in quick succession.  emotions can literally last mere seconds during cycling.  the best metaphor i can think of this - if emotions were coffee, people without bpd would be drinking lukewarm coffee with a single flavor shot; people with bpd would be drinking coffee hot enough to give 2nd degree burns and the flavor would change every fifteen seconds.
here are some key symptoms/experiences i think are unique to/indicative of/common to people with bpd: abandonment issues (real or simply perceived), unstable relationships, unstable self-image, rampant suicidal ideation, self-harm behaviors, dangerous emptiness, problems with empathy, uncontrollable anger, dissociative tendencies.
let me explain these further.  we often have a debilitating fear that the people we love are going to leave us.  this leads to self-sabotage, wherein we destroy these relationships in various ways, though we tend to fall into a pattern of idealization (putting people up on impossible pedestals), and derealization (hating them when they are imperfect, as humans are).  hence the instability of relationships we do have.  we have a hard time maintaining an “authentic” identity.  what we do tends to change on how we want people to perceive us.  often our impulse control meets this challenge in the form of making a drastic change to our appearance as a coping mechanism.  i have talked to at least a handful of people who agree that the suicidal ideation experienced by people with bpd is more intense than the suicidal ideation associated with depressive symptoms.  for me, it feels as if, in that moment, i have to kill myself or the world will in fact end.  self-harm includes things like hypersexuality and eating disorders.  sometimes i feel so empty i don’t remember what emotions physically felt like in my body.  people with bpd tend to either experience too much or not enough empathy.  dennis is probably the kind of borderline who doesn’t feel enough.  i feel too much, but it still made me an incredibly selfish person bc all my friends problems also turned into mine and then i wouldn’t be there for my friends bc i was spiraling from emotions that didn’t need to be felt by me.  i don’t have problems with uncontrollable anger, i have problems expressing it.  but dennis expresses his for sure.  dissociation is wild. it is like astral projecting without consent. i am floating in the void.  i do dangerous things and hurt myself the most in this state.
it’s important to remember that it’s not bpd that makes dennis a bad person.  dennis is a bad person who happens to have bpd.
trauma and bpd go hand in hand.
bpd treatment seems complicated but it’s not.  there is no medication made specifically for bpd.  dennis is on medication, sure.  given the severity of his symptoms, i would guess he’s either on mood stabilizers or anti-psychotics.  i’m on an anti-depressant.  the most common and most effective treatment for bpd is dialectical behavioral therapy, and i think explaining this therapy will help you understand a little bit more about the disease and why i’m so adamant that if dennis fully threw himself into treatment, he could wholly change.
dbt has two separate treatment components: one-on-one, individualized therapy, and group therapy.  in group therapy, you learn skills and practice them by doing homework.  dbt is a lot of fucking work.  the minimum time requirement is one year, and you have to commit to safety (ie. no self harm, no suicide attempts).  it took me two years to graduate group therapy, and then i relapsed severely and had to return to group.  i’m still there.  
dbt skills are bound and explained in the dbt workbook.  the woman who invented this therapy, marsha linehan, created a workbook to lead people through skills learning and practice.  there are four modules, mindfulness (pretty self-explanatory, but is used primarily to understand our emotions and keep track of our thoughts without acting on negative urges), distress tolerance (dealing with distress and crisis - particularly suicidal ideation and self-harm - in the short term while going through the long term treatment), emotion regulation (how to identify emotions, how to keep them from becoming too intense, how to Not act on them), and interpersonal effectiveness (how to learn empathy, how to regulate empathy, how to ask for what you want, how to say no, how to communicate effectively, etc.) 
basically, dbt teaches you how to be a person when you’re a nuclear bomb of emotions.
i could say a lot more.  if you have further specific questions, feel free to ask!
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The Pleiadian Agenda by Barbara Hand Clow from Ruth's HomePage Website
Namaste. Overstanding one's past life can "Bleedthrough" in this density in light of the corporeal veils shifting towards the Andromeda galaxy. This ascension epoch has never happened. This energetic acclimation affords faster implementation of knowledge/and purging of all lowered vibrational third-density traumas that cannot transition beyond third-dimensional quid pro quo constructs. Either relinquish these useless affectations, willingly or unwillingly, the carbon-based lifeform must adhere to the prime directive. Male or female. Changing perspectives will not alter biological/cellular memories. Perceptions are just third-density fourth-wall belief systems. Just as one's "Johari Window" does not dictate one's Future. Nor one's past quantify the same.
by Barbara Hand Clow from Ruth'sHomePage Website The Sirian work with humans was for higher brain activation, but the Anunnaki thought of the human brain as just a robotic structure to be used by them to control humans as workers. Humans have always been smarter than the Anunnaki have realized, while the Sirians always had a deep understanding of the human potential. The degree to which the WMT gets away with murder on your planet is in direct proportion to the degree to which you do not trust yourselves to be creative. The WMT uses your electronic forms of entertainment to get into your head. Nibiruan programming in your heads is what is driving you to commit ecocide. READ about the Anunnaki agenda for this planet in excerpts here. p.84 Satya Speaks : The reason you have not been able to see the truth about this part of your past is that nuclear events thousands of years ago exploded 2D elemental forms out of their own realm. This caused you to feel elemental pain so intensely that the Hebrew Bible was constructed to distract you with every story except the most important one. Yahweh is portrayed as an avenging fire god, and then you built temples and religions to contain this great denial. Yes, your temples and churches are structures and systems for holding this denial. The denial has piled up; implants in your bodies exist that hold it, and just like a nuclear reactor, your bodies are spewing emotional waste. .... p.85. Abraham's mission was to deposit the power of Anu into Anunnaki temples, so as to control the emotional bodies of your ancestors. It was a plug into a culture that has gotten more and more complex, and it will be helpful now to realize that this problem didn't start in the twentieth century. Uranium undergoes a half-life process that causes it to gradually transmute into inert elements. I will call this deposit of the power of Anu " the Anu Bomb" and as I read you, this explains why you felt like your modern atomic physicists were godlike. As I see it, there is a symbiotic relationship between the breakdown of the emotional body through karma and the breakdown of radioactive elements via transmutation. ...In that sense, radiation is an Anunnaki or Nibiruan gift... As I see Abraham carrying his radioactive box, it looks like the uranium was going to be used for the deposition of the consciousness of Anu in the temple in order to begin a new level of Nibiruan control of Earth. Thus, at the opening of the Age of Aries began the stream of patriarchal consciousness that enslaves you now, ... During the Age of Aries, war and control were appropriate. They are not appropriate now. Anu simply wanted to control the world. He is the great father god of Nibiru, and Earth was his chosen 3D territory. Naturally, he thinks he knows what is best for you. Therefore, whenever he has contact with Earth - when Nibiru orbits into the solar system and the Nibiruan ships land on Earth, or when he monitors you by means of temple technology - he simply uses you. Once you became sufficiently self-reflective around 2000BC, your feelings began to awaken. Anu did not possess feelings then. He saw that you were slipping out of his total control, and he knew uranium would enable him to monitor you even when you came to the end of the Mayan Great Calendar when Anu would be far away from your solar system. When Anu is monitoring you, 4D archetypal forces can impulse you into playing out their dramas in 3D. Remember, 4D is the most polarized dimension, while 3 D is a four-directional dimension that makes things happen. After 5000 years, uranium is thoroughly polluted with emotional body detritus - human karma. The Pleiadians joke and call it your "Anu karma." As a result of being jerked around by 4D and going from one pole to another, human feelings are very accelerated. You are being globally linked, and the active radiation of the Anu Bomb cannot contain all this non-directed creativity. p.87 Emotions are spewing into inappropriate realms as you run back and forth like rats in a psychology lab. Uranium holds the
vibration in your physical bodies that resonates with the agendas of Anu. However, because of the half-life principle, I can see that the primordial Anu Bomb is fizzling. I can decode part of this with you since plutonium is the unstable element that resonates the most closely with our 26,000-year Pleiadian cycle. Plutonium in your environment is lethal to all Pleiadians... I can see the Anunnaki control pulse in your bodies is starting to loosen. As you transmute emotions, you are transmuting the plutonium, and the Pleiadians are more free to bring more love into Earth. .... Listen, people, your integrity is to be found in your bodies! Extraterrestrials can only invade your emotions, which are higher dimensional. Once invaded emotionally your bodies can become diseased and then you can be invaded in those places where frequencies have set in that are not in tune with your body. You are not in your integrity when your emotions are denser than your bodies, and this has opened you up for invasion. The next question has to be to ask whether Anu laid his Bomb to do just that - raise the vibration of humanity. From my perspective as a Pleiadian, it is difficult to credit Anu with the possibility of a loving decision due to his seeming lack of kindness or compassion for humanity. This is a fascinating razor's edge because while influencing your planet, the Anunnaki have been playing a very parental role with you, and all aspects of your parents are valuable to you. ... The parental tendency of Anu is not a loving, compassionate kind of parenting. It is more like most parenting in the Western world. If you were to go back into your own experiences with your parents... you'd be left only with the part of them that was intending to grow you, like a plant. They gave birth to you, then they had to feed you, clothe you, and then they had to be concerned about your development. But, imagine if they did not activate the heart-centered loving part of you because it was not in their nature. Have you not known parents who are nurturing their child, yet seem to feel no true or blissful love for that child? Around 3600 BC Anu felt the next level of growth for the human would be city cultures because that form leads to planetary consciousness. For city culture development, Anu's progeny would need to develop socialization, a way of relating to their other humans that were different from ways of relating that existed before. He believed he would need to monitor you during this phase, and so he utilized radiation. This part of Anu is the part of you that enables you to live in cities and set up territories, take money from others, control other people, and use other people. This is not a loving sense of community and giving. It is a new level of complexity in living, which offers great experience but is not necessarily loving. Anu deposited the uranium into a very deep place on the planet as a device for monitoring and influencing your maturity and development while Nibiru orbited out of the solar system and then Abraham delivered it into the temple 1600 years later. ...Satya can see that whatever goes on with uranium on your planet makes you totally accessible to Anu. I can feel this monitoring device in Anu's brain, which I can easily access because I am higher-dimensional. ..? Notice that. It is true, and it is a huge speeding up of your evolution. p. 90. Just like the 2D elementals want to return to their realm, so do the 4D archetypal lords want to return to theirs. Dimensional pollution has outlived its usefulness...Anu had complete control over the known world in a one-time frame. The next question is: What is Anu's relative state of control at the present time? From our perspective, Anu decided in 3600 BC to impose a creation on Earth, which was a form of opening up his underwear drawer. Anu exposed himself - Anu flashing - by offering the complete temple/city culture form, but why would he do that?... Anu was competing with the Sirians, who had deposited their temple/city culture in Egypt, and Anu got jealous!....
The Sirian work with humans was for higher brain activation, but the Anunnaki thought of the human brain as just a robotic structure to be used by them to control humans as workers. ..Humans have always been smarter than the Anunnaki have realized, while the Sirians always had a deep understanding of the human potential. ...the Anunnaki of Nibiru began to visit Earth 450,000 years ago, as was perfectly described by Zecharia Sitchin (Earth Chronicles click here to order) ....I'd suggest that you take Sirius seriously. The way to do that is by means of Egyptian records, and the opening of these records is why my vehicle helped created the Sirian/Pleiadian alliance. This alliance actually began on August 7, 1972, when the Sirian intervened to keep the polar axis of Earth from flipping due to a great explosion in the Sun. My vehicle's personality changed completely on that day when she and many people on Earth became hybrid Pleiadian/earthlings. ... The great Sirian/Egyptian god Anubis is the guide who holds Nibiru's orbit in form. He is the guide who travels with your solar system all the way through Galactic night. The Pleiadians hold the orbit of your solar system while you journey through the Photon Band. They are your mother cow and Anubis is your jackal guide. Anubis is a being who travels the universe with the consciousness of Sirius, and he is a very very superior being. Think of Anubis as holding the orbital patterns of the solar system as a whole unit traveling its 26,000-year cycle in Alcyone's spiral. ... Abraham is such a big deal! Now I see that his story in the Bible is a cover-up, and I see why the Egyptians have been so unfairly maligned. These are all typical examples of Anunnaki's bad press on the Sirians. And figuring out these lies will disempower the World Management Team. Why? All you need for taking back your power is to recover your stories. ...Beings from other dimensions and systems are constantly depositing information on Earth, such as crop circles or hieroglyphics. Often this information is destroyed because it contradicts the official story of your past that has been invented and monitored by Anu. Anu is especially incensed about Sirian information. This is why the indigenous Egyptians, who are still keeping the ancient Sirian knowledge, will not allow excavation of certain sites, especially the tunnels under the Giza plateau. ... .because the main transducer of your planet is located under the Sphinx, and the indigenous Egyptians guard it. .... p. 94. The World Management Team and other forces that work to limit you are a confluence of all energies on this planet that have been manipulating your behavior. You are fighting the battles of beings who are not from Earth! By being totally trapped in 3D you are having difficulty knowing what is impulsing you, and yet you could see it all if you'd become multidimensional as you were before you were born. Remember, I said that Anu first impulsed you into complexity so that you could become global. What is actually going on will be beyond your wildest dreams, and we Pleiadians are here not to help blast open these dimensional keys. Things are going to change fast. It is the only way out of another nuclear explosion - this one worldwide instead of just limited to Sinai. p. 95. The 4D archetypal forces are very invested in exactly where you are stuck in your emotional bodies because these hotspots - belief systems - are where they can still monitor and influence you. As long as you have all kinds of beliefs about your great father god, you won't look at what the story is covering up. From my 5D view, things that are covered up contain great potential for removing blocks that are lethal for your emotional bodies. ... If you will contemplate how uranium loses its radioactivity by means of the half-life principle, you will get usable information about how to defuse your own emotional body blocks. In the physical world, it takes hundreds of thousands of years to detoxify radioactive elements. In any lifetime, you occupy a male or female
body. If you can completely infuse, embody, and merge with your opposite sexual polarity in that lifetime, you can dump out one half-life of emotional-body karmic residue. Sexual love relationships are both emotional and physical. If you can embrace total polarity resolution with your lover, you can detoxify the residues of lifetimes from the beginning of time by half. Imagine that you break down this resistance by half every time you fuse an orgasm! I will just say it: The timing of the defusing of radiation is in a symbiotic relationship with the clearance of your emotional bodies. .... Now, here you are in 3D with a great deal of radiation in your environment - which enhances your environment for more Nibiruan access - and you are moving into the Photon Band. On some level, like a nuclear explosion, everything in your system will be completely blasted apart. p. 102 ...Radiation has increased in direct proportion to emotional pollution. Since the dark days of WWII, the human race has been held hostage by fear of nuclear war. In the war between good and bad, light and dark, capitalism and communism, religion and atheism, tremendous amounts of radioactive substances have been raped out of Gaia. This has de-energized the elemental world, polluted the emotional bodies of Earth, stressed the Pleiadian heart, and shut out Sirian geometrical expansion. Look at the agency sponsoring the nuclear standoff - the World Management Team. The WMT utilizes 2D, 4D, 6D, and 8D forms, the dimensions that work with structure and density. Without the balance of the uneven dimensions 1D through 9D - which offer creativity and energy, the structure will kill all. The degree to which the WMT gets away with murder on your planet is in direct proportion to the degree to which you do not trust yourselves to be creative. The WMT cannot do anything to people on Earth who trust their own powers. You are in a balancing act now, which will empower your creativity. This will break down the control. You are on the verge of a creative renaissance that will be like a supernova. Enoch speaks on page 103: Please notice as you go along that anything that is being taught to you from the uneven dimensions can be attained by you: You can ascend as I did, you can sing like a bluebird and go to the blue light, you can open your Pleiadian heart, you can be total integrity in 3D, and you can merge with Gaia in 1D. ...I am talking about infusions by 2D through 8D forces into the 3D procreative powers. Infusions into 3D of the 5D, 7D, and 9D levels are kundalini infusions, light infusions, and creative blasts that birth star babies. I have participated in many star-baby creations. This occurs when I impulse a couple having orgasm to agree to create a child on a star somewhere in the Galaxy. This coding hands down the pure light into 3D physical form... P. 104 I Satya, will close this discussion about radiation by telling you a few things about the comet that struck Jupiter in 1994, which created a nuclear explosion in your solar system. The waves from the cometary impacts were out to the Sun, which responded like a great bell ringing wave all through the Galaxy to other stars with planets. These waves informed the whole Galaxy about the condition of things on Earth, and since then many more extraterrestrials are taking an interest in Earth. The satellite Galileo was able to send photographs of the cometary impacts back to Earth because it was on the right side of Jupiter's atmosphere for viewing. Galileo will crash into Jupiter in November 1995, unless scientists can alter its orbit. This potential release of plutonium in Jupiter's atmosphere tells me that you will soon be dealing with plutonium intensely. Never has it been more critical for scientists to discover how to transmute this element. The cometary impacts triggered Jupiter to a new stage of its evolution. For Earth, Jupiter rules mastery schools and secret societies and it rules the expansion of your consciousness and sense of well-being. This comet blasted open the control codes of the
secret societies, and this opened your planet to higher-dimensional structural methods, such as Sirian geometric structures and guidance by the Galactic Federation. ...You now have entered a period where you have great potential to transmute plutonium and move beyond control and secrecy. You will be amazed by what happens as solutions for radioactivity are finally found. ....p. 107. The Nibiruans differ from us (Lizard) in that they are metallic biology...When the Anunnaki visit Earth, they wear various costumes over their bodies, since otherwise, they would look like reptilian metal robots to you (Darth Vader?) . They often wear bird masks, great wings, even bird claws. Sometimes they wear the faces of crocodiles, frogs, or dogs. ...they can monitor all devices that are based on electromagnetism. ... since the Anunnaki head the WMT, which runs the covert spy apparatuses, secret police, governments, and multinational corporations of the world...... Your media has specific surface 3D sounds or images that you all can hear or see, but it is also loaded with masked sounds and images. These subliminal communications are used to encode you with thought forms while you laugh innocently, naively at "I love Lucy". The WMT uses your electronic forms of entertainment to get into your head. ... Any one of you is capable of hearing the metallic vibrational communications systems of the WMT since your own life force generates electromagnetic fields. Naturally, unless you have raised your own vibration beyond their access, your electromagnetic fields can be penetrated and/or monitored. Since they access you and read you, why not reverse your energy through their waves and read them? Your esoteric and magical faculties have been consistently suppressed and ridiculed so you won't figure out how to reverse the process. However, most major male power brokers are members of secret societies, they practice magical rites covertly, so they can become masters of energy by reading vibrations. You can do any of this yourselves if you trust your subtle senses; and once you regain that skill, nobody can pull anything on you. Let's be honest you sense what the big boys are doing, so start doing it back! p. 110 Kundalini energy is rejuvenating, ... Kundalini energy is electromagnetic energy that reorganizes biological species back into their perfect 12 strand DNA form. Perfect genetic form is the key to functional cellular biology. p.112 ... Evil is the reverse of life. Evil is anything that comes into a realm and manipulates inhabitants or interferes with their reality and it is deathly. p. 116. Remember, the Anunnaki cannot utilize silica-based technologies to manipulate you, but they can impulse you into your silica-based cells. However, this crystalline matrix also offers you the potential to become fully multidimensional and silica-based technologies will assist you with this. Once you become multidimensional, the Anunnaki will not be able to impulse your silica-based cells and jerk you around. We'd like to see you figure this out because the Nibiruan programming in your head is what is driving you to commit ecocide. If you doubt what we say, consider Mars. We reptiles once swam the canals of Mars. The Anunnaki can't mess with our heads because we're carbon-based, but we also have not been able to evolve our brains as you have. Your greatest asset is also your worst potential liability. We reptiles are here to help you figure out how they mind-control you, causing you to become murderers for their agendas - which are belief systems that have nothing to do with Earth! .....the Anunnaki don various costumes when they visit, and you might just become one of their masks. We are not fooling. When the Bible says you were made in god's image, it actually refers to reptiles. They were the Anunnaki's first experiment, and our species failed them from their point of view. Because we are carbon-based, we feel Earth too much, and they can't take us over. Next, they made you (humans) of silica-based clay, and they've been preparing you for
their takeover. The cosmological cycle predominates, however, and you will go into the Photon Band to rebalance and reinvigorate. [I am ready are you?]
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Timothy Glenn ~ Autumn 2018: The Dominoes Begin to Fall
Here’s a new update from Timothy Glenn. The only thing I would add to it is that — given the presence of twelve nuclear reactors in the path of Hurricane Florence — including two on the coast of North Carolina, I looked at the astrological aspects for today in Southport, NC. I used 11:11 a.m. September 12, 2018 for my calculations.
Since Pluto rules nuclear power, and Uranus rules unexpected, chaotic events, I paid special attention to those aspects. While highlighted with an almost exact Pluto in Capricorn trine Virgo Sun (0 degrees, 58′ separation) and Pluto sextile Jupiter in Scorpio (0 degrees, 03′ separation), at least these are less intense than the square or opposition. Uranus in Taurus almost exactly trines Saturn in Capricorn (0 degrees, 31′ separation) and opposes Venus (0 degrees, 10′ separation). I love Timothy’s interpretation of Uranus trine Saturn (below)!
With the Venus opposition, please keep in mind that relationships and control/freedom issues could become triggers or volatile. As my friend Toni says, “Take a breath of God.” Inhale love before reacting. Pray for discernment regarding authority and communication. Uranus also rules ideas of “brotherly love” and “highest good of all.” Chiron, the Wounded Healer, is almost exactly sextile Mars (0 degrees, 17′ separation). This is about as easy as Chiron-Mars alignments get, not a picnic, but an opportunity to exert will power in regards to healing self and others. Combined, all of these aspects favor everyday heroes rising to the occasion with compassion that flows from their own awareness and experience.
Those on the East Coast, especially in the Carolina’s, no doubt face major challenges in the days ahead, but these aspects also favor strong will power, healing and regeneration. As Timothy mentions at the end of the article, Divine Love helps us shift into neutral and full empowerment. From this space, miracles occur. Please send Reiki, prayers and loving energy as you feel led. All that said, here’s Timothy Glenn with astro-insights into the coming months.
Autumn 2018: The Dominoes Begin to Fall
by Timothy Glenn
As we approach the Autumn Equinox during a midterm election year in the United States, the traditional “October surprises” will start popping up in September. This will most likely result in “September surprises” and “October shocks”.
The conventional planetary controllers have been backed into a corner, and are now playing “for all the marbles.” Since they still control the TV networks, the major “newspapers” and the giant tech companies, they are spinning tall tales and spewing propaganda on an unprecedented scale. Their efforts to control the narrative will fail miserably. We have reached the point that too many ordinary folk-type humans know too much, and only a rapidly shrinking minority still believe the corporate-sponsored lies of the TV talking heads.
Profits of Doom
Referring to the old world controlling cabal, David Icke said, “These people are nothing if not predictable.” They might be diabolically clever within given parameters, but they lack genuine creativity. They operate from the same old musty dog-eared playbook ad nauseum.
They have always played games of distraction when their criminal machinations come uncomfortably close to being exposed to the public at large – false flag attacks, unnatural disasters, economic scares, Wag the Dog scenarios and other staged events – even starting major wars under the usual phony pretexts.
One of the common threads in all such criminality has been habitual profiteering. Most people recognize the value of the customary principle: “Follow the money.” However, many people refuse to follow a clearly marked trail of money if they sense it leads to specific politicians, companies and their complicit media outlets.
For those who fall into that category: is your emotional indulgence in a pre-packaged narrative really more important than the cold hard truth? If so, good luck with that.
Cui Bono?
Another key principle is commonly expressed by the Latin phrase that asks “to whom is it a benefit?” The perpetrators of high level crimes (like the JFK assassination or the 9/11 attacks) understand that investigators will employ this principle, so these villains will muddy the waters. They own the major media, and it naturally follows that their standard operating procedures will include spinning the narrative and proffering red herrings. Their informational sleight of hand will also involve trotting out scapegoats and framing patsies (as in the “lone gunman” scenario). They will hire agents to infiltrate the investigative community to generate confusion and conflict.
And who benefits from all nation-traumatizing crimes? The usual suspects. Follow the money. The international banksters and their ilk have funded both sides of every major conflict for centuries, and have laughed all the way to the banks they own.
Presidents, premiers, prime ministers, kings and queens are simply regarded as “the minion class” by the kingmakers and kingbreakers of the world. The presidential minions have merely served as playing pieces on the global chessboard, but the world will now be treated to a few stunning surprises as we come to the endgame of the puppet show.
Bombs Away
Truth bombs are barely beginning to drop on our heads concerning the corruptocrats who have been selling us down the river while pretending to be our friends. The real barrage is about to commence.
Perhaps the time has come to get blunt. Maybe the sincerest act of love could be to slap someone up alongside the head with a cold wet towel of truth.
Let’s start with something really basic. Most countries follow this fundamental pattern. Here in the United Sates, I often ask the sleepers: “Do you really not understand that both of these major political parties are owned and operated by the same financial interests at the top of that infamous pyramid scheme that plays a game of divide and conquer? If not, you haven’t even qualified for kindergarten.”
9/11 Truth
This article is being written on the 17th anniversary of the 9/11 attacks. Most of us know better than to believe the cockamamie official story of that tragedy. In fact, lots of us tend to suspect or even dismiss out-of-hand the official narrative on just about everything the system spews out.
This is also the day that Mars enters the sign of Aquarius in the tropical zodiac, which is predominant in Western civilization. Get ready for government documents to be declassified, so we can see for ourselves what has gone on behind the curtain of deception. Thus will begin the September surprises, preparing us for the October shocks. And all of that will simply prime the pump for the world-changing revelations to follow in the next several years. Truth will out.
Squaring Off
Mars will now proceed to tighten and empower a Grand Cross (a.k.a. Grand Square) as Mars moves up to conjoin the south node of the moon. The lunar nodes (with Mars at the south) are being squared by Venus (who entered Scorpio on the 9th) and by Uranus in Taurus. This will add a spark to the foreshadowing processes that are delineated in the article Uranus in Taurus: The Preview.
Squares (90 degree angles) and oppositions (180 degrees) have long taken a bad rap in astrological circles. This is primarily due to their tendency to serve as a call to action, as well as a demand for change.
The aforementioned article ended with this:
As our old friend the Buddha said, “Change does not cause pain. Resistance to change causes pain.”
Since we have the common saying “the truth hurts”, let’s do a variation on Buddha’s theme: “Truth does not cause pain. Resistance to truth causes pain.”
It won’t help to anticipate disaster. Besides, Saturn is forming a tight trine (120 degrees) to Uranus and a tight sextile (60 degrees) to Venus. These are user-friendly aspects. Saturn will help us lay the foundation for restructuring our world.
Instead of seeing Saturn as the mean old taskmaster of the solar system, it might help to picture him as a young engineer who is totally jazzed because he just figured out some cool ways to give us awesome upgrades. All we need to do is let go of our obsolete programming.
Shifting into Neutral
The challenge facing many people is to achieve a state of genuine neutrality when viewing the dog-and-pony show on the world stage. We will all benefit from watching events unfold from a state of Divine Love, which is a completely neutral force.
Some folks have countered that concept by insisting, “No, no, no. Divine Love is always a positive force.” However, Divine Love is the energetic essence of the Infinite Energy Field in its Wholeness. At that level, it isn’t dividing itself into positive and negative, nor any other type of polarity. Divine Love transcends the limitations of duality. It just is.
If we can “just be” in a state of Divine Love, we can enjoy the show. After all, it’s a fascinating movie, and we have good seats. Pass the popcorn.
Timothy Glenn http://www.soulpurposereadings.com/
from Thomas Reed https://laurabruno.wordpress.com/2018/09/12/timothy-glenn-autumn-2018-the-dominoes-begin-to-fall/
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