Human Dynamics

False Protection (An Essay)

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In a world of people pleasing, ‘courtesy’, and playing pretend, those who are unwilling to be fake are often seen as rude.

Lacking tact.

Heartless, even.

Truth isn’t the culprit here.

It’s the belief that it needs to be repressed to ‘protect’ others from who we really are, and to ‘protect’ ourselves from their response to who that is.

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Who's Your Master? (An Essay)

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If you experience euphoria when and because something happens, you’re just as susceptible to feeling its opposite in equal measure when and because something else happens.

Because your feelings are based on what happens.

And what happens changes all the time.

Which means your emotional state changes all the time.

So what happens becomes your Master.

And you get a new Master every day.

Maybe even every hour of the day.

But the ultimate truth is:

Events are not your Master.

People are not your Master.

Feelings are not your Master.

You are your Master.

If you choose.

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Anything Is Better Than This (An Essay)

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Deliciousness happens when you move towards the tension.

Power.

Ecstasy.

Freedom.

Truth.

Yet most people do everything they can to avoid it.

It’s dangerous.

It’s uncomfortable.

It’s all too much.

Better to stay safe, comfortable and small than to actually leap into the unknown.

Better to complain.

Better to be bored.

Better to stick with what doesn’t work.

At least there are no surprises there.

Better to blame others,

the government,

the past,

the moon,

for all that’s going wrong.

Better to light up than to feel the tension.

Better to pour one than to feel the tension.

Better to binge than to feel the tension.

Better to overwork than to feel the tension.

Better to act powerless than to feel the tension.

Better to avoid that person, that call, that truth.

Better to lie, to hide, to cheat, to stay.

Better to just remain in the illusion that all is okay.

Anything is better than standing in one’s full power,

in the truth of each moment,

in the endless tension that brings.

Anything is better than that.

Until it isn’t.

Then you just stop caring.

All the fucks? Gone.

Making others comfortable? Done.

Caring what they think? As if.

Risking it all? No such thing.

There are no risks.

There's nothing to lose.

There's only truth.

There’s only YOU.

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No Requirements (An Essay)

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It doesn’t matter who stays.

It doesn’t matter who goes.

But when you make something or someone matter,

when you turn it or them into a requirement for your well-being - for your anything,

you create a chain from you to that which you’ve made matter so much.

But as you already know,

attachment isn’t love.

Requirement isn’t love.

Need isn’t love.

In fact,

the stronger the attachment to,

requirement from,

or need for

anything or anyone,

the less that love is present.

Pure love just IS.

With or without it,

with or without them,

all there is,

is love.

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Fuck Trust (An Essay)

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My work has nothing to do with trust.

There is no ‘building’ it, ‘maintaining’ it, or ‘breaking’ it.

It’s all (and only) about the energy.

When it’s pure, we play.

When it’s not, we don’t.

It’s not, and will never be, about trust.

That’s what people who deny their power need to believe is necessary for them to step fully into truth.

But you don’t need to trust another.

You need to trust yourself.

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