We think by feeling.

To find out what is truly individual in ourselves, profound reflection is needed; and suddenly we realize how uncommonly difficult the discovery of individualism is. I’ve been meeting a lot of new people travelling this country the last few months. I find myself wanting companionship a lot. Yet, once I’ve found it, I seem to not. I notice that we all want to be wanted. Yet most seem to not even want themselves, as if they are undeserving. I’ve yet to find one in which truly loves and wants their own self. That’s what I’m waiting for. I’ve come to understand that if I myself emulate the things in which I wish to see in others, I tend to retain the same feeling as if the action were done by another toward me. So I keep on working on myself for me;not for you. That way she will keep working on herself for her;not for you.

I’ve never been more happy in my life to be completely and utterly alone.

Relevant

a saturation of external attraction
an exposed, internal vestigial reaction
to always be, just right where you need
while sharing the fruit of your harvested seed

for unassociated ideas of a now relevant clarity
render old stimuli, and birth a new memory
while simplistic premonitions you know, now persist
an introspective, relative perspective insists

It’s a new awareness in which you yearn for
yet it is one of which you need not ask forImage

© Conifur 2013

 

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