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What if they’re actually wrong. If you work on yourself meditate you will find someone's love and happiness. What if people connect through their darkness and not their lightness. What if the more light you bring the more they want to run. What if ease is just boring. And coherence just nothing. That every stress dissolved is another opportunity gone. Every issue handled well, somewhere less for them to hold on. What if the more you love, like hot potato, the more it’s a burden. What if a polished heart is just too bright, holds a perfect mirror. They all fear like Medusa. What if the deeper I carve out spaces, the further away they become. And the higher spaces I reach, the less that can follow. Some say contracts are made before we are born, but what if I have none. What if being chosen feels a lot more like Lonely exile. What if our job is not to find love but transmute pain. Am I to drift from pain to pain Like the 80s series Highway to Heaven Hobo the dog That kept just moving on And never finding home. Because actually they’re wrong.
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Nov 9, 2025
Nov 9, 2025 at 3:51 AM UTC
What If They’re Actually Wrong
What if they’re actually wrong. If you work on yourself meditate you will find someone's love and happiness. What if people connect through their darkness and not their lightness. What if the more light you bring the more they want to run. What if ease is just boring. And coherence just nothing. That every stress dissolved is another opportunity gone. Every issue handled well, somewhere less for them to hold on. What if the more you love, like hot potato, the more it’s a burden. What if a polished heart is just too bright, holds a perfect mirror. They all fear like Medusa. What if the deeper I carve out spaces, the further away they become. And the higher spaces I reach, the less that can follow. Some say contracts are made before we are born, but what if I have none. What if being chosen feels a lot more like Lonely exile. What if our job is not to find love but transmute pain. Am I to drift from pain to pain Like the 80s series Highway to Heaven Hobo the dog That kept just moving on And never finding home. Because actually they’re wrong.
Approach the paradox of love and spiritual work.
#love#longing#paradox
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adam-childs
Nov 9, 2025
Nov 9, 2025 at 3:51 AM UTC
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