Liberated I dream to be

There's two kinds of in use addicts

The addicts that succumb to a drug that is just nearly impossible to avoid addiction to. The kind that even takes your grandma.

Then there's the kind that people just give in to. That they realize they don't want to try and control anymore. Be it food, alcohol, gambling; etc.

At the least. And there's probably millions of versions of coping addicts.

That's the thing. In my opinion. ONLY!!*

Addicts are very sensitive people who have not learned to cope with their own hearts. They haven't learned to follow their heart because their heart has led them so many times to pain.

I heard something beautiful today. Something to the effects of**:

Shoulder the pain.
Give in to the unknown
And watch the miracles unfold
What yourself blossom
Like a butterfly
Out of the cocoon

You can not stop the pain
As long as you are in this world
You will know suffering
Embrace it for what it is
The human experience
Just let go
Let it all go
And then
And then alone
You will be liberated


*I stand behind what I say. Take that however you want.

**actually. Only the first two of her first sentences am I butchering here. The rest was what I was thinking of when she said it. Kinda. Lol

A single dot (point) in time

Every single one of my blogs is a single moment in time in my life. I don't like to revisit them. I am a harsh critic. Sometimes rightfully so. How many typo's and meandering sentences and thoughts can a person take in one blog post?  Other times probably not so much merited. Right? Life is what it is. Full acceptance is key. Accepting what was. Accepting what is. As long as you are puttting in your best effort; life can't come down on you. It has no right to. If you are doing the "right" thing; which all that means is following your true heart (the pure spirit that truly loves everything and everyone) then you're always headed in the right direction. But I read these and sometimes I seen my flawed logic. My meandering. My disclosing too much personal and painful; beautiful and deeply felt.  Sometimes I feel like I've been a bit trite; trying to be too linguistic. Lol. Ugghhhh. Anyway. Point is. These little capsules are a ride  I was/am where I was/am at that exact pin point in time; or revisiting things past by pouring them out on page to the pleasure or displeasure of those involved. Some do represent my core values. Probably most. Probably closer to almost all. It's not that I lie. It's not that I'm being subversive. It's that I am fluid; like water. Ever metamorphosing.  Isn't it metamorphosizing?  Have I been saying it wrong all these years?  Ay yay yay. I believe everything I believe to be true. I have lied to no one. I can fell good about that. As of late I've even stopped with the ever smallest of white lies. No longer will you hear me tell a sick co-worker they "still look good" to try and cheer them up. I'm not sure it ever even worked.