Hit dogs holler, they say.
So don’t come yelping my way.
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Tag: chaos
Feeling the Pull
Unlocking pattern recognition, telling me preemptively what this will be.
Yet, I cannot resist the pull. The observer and the observed splitting the moment.
What does it mean?
Unreality
A story told one thousand times. Devastation, destruction, rebirth and renewal.
From the ashes, rises the phoenix. 🐦🔥
“Innocuous” Intensity
Mutual recognition of dysregulation should not be mistaken for intimacy.
Two mirrors reflect back infinity.
Observer of the Field
A quiet power shift.
A move from immersion, to differentiation.
the Purgatory of a Broken Heart 