posted on Jan, 9 2017 @ 07:44 AM
a reply to: Nothin
No worries; I hope their stories inspire and hold you in a state of wonder and imagination... when life gets too difficult or too easy that's
typically the dwelling place to either escape from torment or keep some sort of ease as a coping mechanism to life.
I didn't plan for the nine months of solitude to occur; it just sort of happened that way... a culmination of causes from various sources, produced
nine months and some odd days as an effect. I am glad it did though... same way a snail retracts into it's shell, sometimes a recoil is a matter of
life and death.
Toxic people can mean death when carrying a lot of pain baggage and conceptual load around like that of a hungry ghost; so of course one can be the
medicine, ignore them as they inherit their own karma from past cause and effect, or dream right along with them... and when are all three of those
not occuring in some way shape or form of contact with another?
When the ineffable state is one's dweling... all else is an emanation and not even real, but how much of what people dwell in as reality is actually
that to begin with?