The bitch in me… Reflections, reflections…

I love people; I love peace of mind; I don’t fancy a twisted life. I don’t want to be a prisoner of this character any longer. Like in a story with villains and good guys, I wish to hand the trophy to the hero…

           Inner battles are the hardest to recognize, in terms of acceptance. But, the real dwell begins once we acknowledge their existence, somewhere deep. Unfortunately, our reflections stop being easy to guess and we hardly see anything but an erased face; we are on the verge of anguish and we face our most feared enemy – us, in the position of decision-making. That’s when we choose to set it free. It: the monster, the bitch, the embodiment of negative power. That’s the moment we allow it to torture our minds and steer our direction.

 

   Thank God, part of it has already left me! Loosing it was the best thing that could have happened to me!

 

   There are people trying so hard to reveal the well-kept-in-a-vault bitch in me. Why? Why would you be so stubborn as to wish for unleashing it? I need to keep it locked, but you come begging me to release it. That bitch would be dragging you into the danger zone and chew on your heart. Do you really need this? I could easily take you there, but I fear for your safety. I wouldn’t recommend reaching for its place. Trust me, I know what I’m talking about.

 

 

    Its greatest cravings are spreading countless destroying vibes and let the dark rule over this soul of mine. Its food range is based on innuendos and lies (and the thing is very hungry now). Its strength is given by sucking up aggressiveness. When looking for it, bear in mind that it’s been wandering free in the past. It’s been fed up for too long! And I’ve had some hard time capturing it!

 

    But, you know what? I ran out of this thing’s menu. You will have to try harder, as I don’t need this. I shall keep it in a cold dungeon, till it is willing enough to metamorphose into a fairy. And turn these challenges down, instead of confronting them. It wouldn’t be able to cope with this for the time being. So, let it be. Let it struggle in those chains.

 

    I love people; I love peace of mind; I don’t fancy a twisted life. I don’t want to be a prisoner of this character any longer. Like in a story with villains and good guys, I wish to hand the trophy to the hero. I’m searching for light, not a black hole to be drawn towards. I need to keep that sweetie pie alive. Thus, I choose to walk away from whoever might be willing to feed the beast. Until I will be able to answer challenges with a smile… I want to see the entire reflection in my mirror! So, just let the ashes fall…

 

 

[listen to: Sofia Karlberg – Let it go]

Love,
A.

Beautiful people, live strong!

As I open my eyes to the world, I know: we have so many BEAUTIFUL people around us! People miles away, that we might have met only once in our lives (in flesh), but who keep safe a memory of few moments; people we didn’t see for years, but still ask “How are you?”

           Beauty… A great concept, misunderstood by humans. No magazine will ever disclose the true meaning of it; no industry star will ever have that real glow; no 5 o’clock news will ever bring its true meaning upfront; neither will Google picture it. We are being dragged into doctrines and fake. We are suggested botoxed lips and bottoms, hair extensions, false eyelashes, pumped up silicone breasts and many more. Furthermore, we will never be encouraged to be ourselves.

[listen to: Peruquois – Be yourself]

As I open my eyes to the world, I know: we have so many BEAUTIFUL people around us! People miles away, that we might have met only once in our lives (in flesh), but who keep safe a memory of few moments; people we didn’t see for years, but still ask “How are you?”; people we just meet and immediately feel connected to, because of their shining soul; people lighting our day just as we give them a thought; people that hold our hand and, without any word, encourage us with a “Let’s get that shine inside you emerging” look; people we can come undone to; people that we silently keep in a safe, closest to the core of our hearts; people who teach us how wonderful and strong we are and how amazing this world can be if we only allow ourselves to see; people who push us to bursting all that love for humanity; people whom we hope to have as companions as we step, our entire lives! People we would empty thousands of coffee cups with… These are the beautiful people, as I see them.

 

 

People like these really exist! And I know so many! That’s the gift of selection. You get to surround yourself with wonder. With the wonder of different types of relationships, leading to the same amazing feeling of falling in love. We mistakenly asses people in our lives and give the credit of “loved one” to that person we see as our soul mate only, highlighting the meaning of “my one and only”. But you, my friend, can be my soul mate under any circumstances, if you choose to walk with me: either you are a childhood buddy, my boss, a fellow I just made acquaintances to or the one I eagerly desire to share my intimate life with. I can fall in love with you every single time. Again and again. Regardless of your skin color or religion! For you give tributes to my heart equally, with equity, each time you are true to yourself and to me. Please, never lose that spark! Don’t step into the mud! Dare to do this to yourself, instead: Stay true! Show the truth in your eyes! This is what means to live strong!

Using antithesis, people less beautiful will always be the ones dragging you down, the ones trying to damage the environment exposed above; the ones unable to move on and show respect to your decisions, once everything is over – be it job related, a broken friendship or a personal thing.

We all know is a matter of choice. I may be as guilty as a child for this, but I choose the beautiful ones and the wonder they build! And thank them in the utmost sincere and genuine way: [listen to: The Dramatics – Beautiful People]

Love,

A.