The Stalker – a difference between connection and sabotage

THE STALKER.

A connection = two people communicate. Sabotage = one person ‘appears’ to communicate for other reasons than love, sincerity or friendship. The work of the dark. Empty head space crafting a worthless notion based on the ideas and instigation of others. Often deriving from ‘internal’ resentment and outward ‘sheer’ jealousy.’ A pathetic cycle of utter ego and all the wrong things for none of the right reasons.

Poster and words below taken from Pinterest. I have read other variations of this. Where I would replace ‘God’ with spirituality. Each to their own but this nails it. I’ve no interest in competing or changing the way I live my life. I’ve wealthy friends and financially insecure ones. I love them all for different reasons. But you can get ‘ego’ right out my face. I don’t ever want it in my life – I’d rather die. I am not driven by money either. I follow only my heart. Yes I like nice things. But it’s a combination of many attributes that wins my heart. This will never change. I am easy on me and I love my life. My soul remains eternally free and I love unconditionally. When I love – I give all my heart for all the correct reasons, forever. So let’s get married.

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TBH.

Sing – Dance … across the pond #magical #witness #flowers #hugs plus pretty song to inspire you!

You are never alone. Everything is as beautiful as you want it to be. Sometimes we need to stop – stand still and find our inner values with nature. Regardless of wealth, poverty and all circumstance. We are one and everything will be okay. It is okay. There will be days you doubt yourself – of course.

Life is a lesson – a journey and the planet our platform.

We are conscious – awake and you are not alone!

You are sacred and chosen … so special.

DANCE LIKE A FAIRY – SING LIKE AN ANGEL AND BE PROUD TO BRING JOY!

I really have got your hands held gently in mine little girl so go and enjoy the world for me cos I’m your #witness and I love you.

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TBH.

Lily – RTMM #GuestBlog

sarahsouthwest's avatarSarah writes poems

Alice holds the lilies
across her arms, admiring
the smooth, cold curve
of them. Snow flowers,
she thinks, and shivers.

She sets them neatly
in a vase, steps back,
sighs, thinking
they were not meant for
here. This room.
They should be somewhere
white and empty,
not here, where the eye
snags on an open book,
gets tangled in a red scarf
slung across a chair back,
lingers in a half full glass –

and they’re not for her,
but for some other Alice,
calm and collected, a girl
of simple shifts, and shiny
hair. Well cut.

Alice observes the lilies,
like a message, knowing
they have made
the first crack
in the eggshell of her love.

Back on that mushroom. Today’s prompt is β€˜Lily’.

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