12-08-2017, 07:45 AM
(12-07-2017, 10:45 PM)Coordinate_Apotheosis Wrote: Okay Jade, well, not to be pretentious or shocking, but I'd say I love my son more than anything else in the world. In my ideal scenario, I'd at least be around because I love him, but I dealt myself a different kind of hand. Still, I shall persist, the few times I got to hold my son felt like my heart was going to burst, like Grinch status, grew a few sizes too big. Getting to sleep with him on my chest one night was all I needed to know I wanted to do just about anything to make his life better. I initially found self love through that great big love of my son, through the very realizations you have offered.
And while I may not hold the same level of intensity, I do love everyone here too. You're all sort of like my impromptu distant family. Like you Jade, have some love, thank you for your patience and attention and effort.
It's not unnoticed~
Just realize that initial source of discovering unconditional love was also the source that brought me to feel great frustration even after coming to terms with the loss of my son from my life, I find I must come to those terms over and over, and sometimes I'm just unable to handle doing that, because a part of me feels like things didn't need to end up the ways they did, but that's life I suppose our culture would say in response.
I like to think I have some level of self love, intimacy, and respect. I also like to think I also have some level of self degradation, self abuse, and self destruction. Seems to be the baggage that comes with wanting to write about the only thing that holds people's attention, darkness.
Our cosmic fascination with the darkness is an interesting topic for me. When I'm not trying to reconcile it with the unconditional love that spawned it. Of course it's all unconditional love behind the scenes, and it's all just smoke and mirrors and rays of light. Just seems harder to view that with darkness right in fine focus.
It is so weird seeing' Gemini's account closed... It's surreal. Like what happens now? Who makes the cute remarks and breaks the ice? Makes us remember we're all bozos doing the best we can with what we have? Or posts cute animal videos or provides highly unique insights? Talk about one of a kind. So weird...Being gone.
It's like, I'm proud though, because maybe he left to focus on his book, on his life, and maybe he felt self conscious about his indicated activity level. It's weird how he's 6 likes away from 1111 likes given.
So weird...
It renews my motivation to pick up my zombie book (once I get back my little laptop), and continue it. I put it down because it makes me have to confront the dark things possible of people, and to actually put characters through that is actually somewhat traumatic for myself as I don't particularly enjoy it but without those catalyst, the books wouldn't be interesting. As well as the issue that is my desire to go on an exploration with a book, and not just pump out a generic story, but one that takes you for spins, twists, leaps, and falls. If I can't get tears out of a reader, I didn't do good enough. If I can't make them laugh, or hate me for murdering their favorite character, then what's the point of writing?
It makes me wonder if the creator is TRYING to provoke itself, and it's not about JUST experiencing the self, but about understanding the self.
I feel somewhat blessed, to have the opportunity to feel the madnesses that I do for that creator, even if it puts me through hell, I can at least say I believe in a reason why, a reason to persist, a reason that is Love, a love for myself, my godly self, my other self. It's confusing why the suffering must persist, but it is as it is by a being vastly more knowledgeable than even our higher density mentors.
I think I could even brave the zombie apocalypse (in fictional experience) to find new gems of wisdom. My writing in particular has always been a passive form of channeling higher concepts into creative scenarios. I remember when I came up with 'The Obliteration', big multiverse encompassing void of white. I had already imagined Intelligent Infinity in physical format, I had concepts of polarity, the struggle to produce love in a world filled with darkness. The struggle to just be. So, I hope Gemini has great success in his fictional journeys, and I hope I have a similar success.
I mean, who doesn't like the
anyway? I'd read a zombie novel.
I rather enjoy your writing. Its damn good writing. You truly impressed me in that series with mundus. +) Have a beautiful wonderful day. I also do not mean to portray my opinion as the 'penultimate', and see a seemingly arrogance that "says I know this", but I know that I know nothing, and only wish to extend an hand to you. Sometimes we just need someone to help us get some traction, and before you know your just chugging down the beautiful road again. Keep your head up.