Do you know what it means, do you know how it feels, to be one of the living at a time when you are dead?
To not be of that world, the one you left behind, or be fully in that one, the one that is ahead.
You are able to move but you can barely walk. You are able to say words but you can barely talk. You are very sensitive but you can barely sense. You remember how to remember but you can barely think.
You are able to hear but you very barely know. It’s hard for you to understand, and so painfully so. You are able to look but you can barely see. You’re hanging in midair; you don’t have any wings.
To not be able to rewind and start all over again, or be able to move on, and fly far far away.
Do you know what it means when everything means nothing? Do you know how it feels when you cannot feel?
Earth Magic Oracle Card
Fog is simply a low cloud, a blanket of water crystals that has not gained the density of raindrops. The thicker it is, the more it shrouds in it’s damp, billowy arms. It can be so thick that it makes it nearly impossible to see directly in front of us. During those times, silence makes its own sound as we pause and allow ourselves to be enveloped in this shroud of impenetrable density. We may even feel as if we can do nothing but be still and await what is to be revealed.
Yet even within the thickest fog, we can be assured that it will eventually turn off as the sun’s rays infiltrate the veil. Once they do so, we can anticipate how the light and warmth will bring us welcome relief from the cold. As the sun continues to disperse the fog, our surroundings become illuminated, and we have the opportunity to continue onward.
You are enmeshed in confusion and uncertainty, and are unsure if it will ever clear up. This is not the best time to make decisions, particularly any major ones. Know that this foggy veil will eventually dissolve. Although there may be ways you are unconsciously contributing to this state, the greater truth is that this is simply a cycle you are moving through, and like all things, this too shall pass.
Allow yourself to feel confused – in fact, decide to be confused. No matter what attempts you make right now to make things happen or move in any specific direction out of impatience or frustration, you risk only creating more confusion and uncertainty. So, be still and patient. Wait for that first glimmer of awareness to life the veil so that you can see the choices before you more clearly and can then choose to align yourself with the will of Spirit.
A plate of pain keeps the potential heartbreaker away. Two glasses of my old tears daily will help me not go astray. I am strong and I need no one’s attention, but I want to be desired, and I want affection, but I was hurt, I don’t want a repetition, but I want love, and I can feel the tension.
I don’t cry. I don’t cry anymore because there’s a pool of my tears in my heart, and I like to swim in it, or go down, down, down, and drown, when a potential One comes too close to my feelings’ flat. If anyone is to decide when I drown, it has to be me, myself and I. Would you give another potential pretentious, manipulative dingbat a chance to decide when you die?
Six planets are in retrograde in my natal chart, and venus used to be one of them, but she’s not anymore. My venus is dead; a man has stabbed my sickly venus to death.
If someone tells you you can’t do something, certain things might be involved: It could be something they think they can’t do, something they haven’t done, and since they doubt their own abilities, they’d definitely doubt yours.
If it is something they can do, or they have done, they might be trying to protect you from the coming challenges because they were once like you; they might have gone through some challenges that they don’t want you to go through, that they don’t think you are capable enought to go through.
If none of the aforementioned apply, they could be jealous of you because what you want to do is something they’ve not done, something they can/want to do but have not had the opportunity to.
He fell in love with her; she possessed him. He said things he would never say and wrote things he would never write. He saw things he would never see and did things he would never do. He shivered, he cried, he sang for her, and when the trance was over, he was really weak. ‘What on earth just happened? What the hell came over me?”
I didn’t realize that you lived inside my heart till I lost you, till I experienced the absence and emptiness that it brought. With that feeling of emptiness came great pain and terrible weakness; how can it be that I won’t see you again? Why am I experiencing this great loss? I play memories of you over and over in my head, and my hearts bleeds in tears before I struggle to pause.
I chained myself to you because all I wanted was to be free. I starved my self and soul to death, so you could feed and rescue me. I put a blindfold on and chose to ignore the signs; you were all I wanted to see, even if it cost me my eyes. I was incomplete without you, and so, I wasn’t complete with you. I couldn’t live without you, and so, I couldn’t live with you.