Anonymous ID: 99f807 Feb. 8, 2021, 6:02 p.m. No.12864761   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>4803 >>5003

>>12864703 (pb)

 

>..you find yourself at a crossroads

 

There now seem to be two distinctly seperate parts of yourself that are competing for dominion of your heart, mind and soul.

 

The part of reason and logic has never felt such hate. Hate for the person that abandoned you, how they could have treated you this way after the experiences you shared.

Hate for yourself that let this happen, that was apparently not good enough. What sense is there to continue living in this world if you can not do that which you most desire to?

What kind of comically cruel fate has befallen you, to give you a taste of heaven only to leave you utterly alone in the dark with contempt for everything you are, and everything that is?

Why is it that you feel you can accomplish anything but the thing you really want to accomplish? What sense is there in accomplishing anything if the sense of reward is all but meaningless since the happiness pales in comparison to what you have experienced?

 

But there seems to be another part of you. In moments of contemplation, you start crying happy tears of gratitude that you were gifted this time with that person.

You start to consider the possibility that in this chaotic universe of endless possibilities, it could be that you are happily together with the person but they are taken away from you. That they die. Even though they want to be with you.

So you start to realize that there are indeed worse fates than that which has happened to you.

You feel the person in your hear and something tells you that you will be together again. And that somehow, it will happen as soon as you manage to let go.

 

Then, you re-enter your previous everyday life and the other part takes over again. You find yourself hating yourself even more for having any hope just to wake up alone again, again and again. You hate the part of you that will never give up. It is a seemingly endless cycle of happy memories, realizing they are not where your life seems to be going, and not having any desire to exist at all under these circumstances.

 

more?

Anonymous ID: 99f807 Feb. 8, 2021, 6:18 p.m. No.12864901   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>4959 >>5003 >>5144

>>12864803

 

Sure thing, Anon. I have nowhere else to be, as you might understand very well.

 

>It is a seemingly endless cycle of happy memories, realizing they are not where your life seems to be going, and not having any desire to exist at all under these circumstances.

 

As you live through this ycle again and again, things begin to appear unrealistic. You start to question why you would choose to exist if not to be with this person.

You notice though that, in the daylight hours, you start to become more steadfast when it comes to all the little nuisances in life. No small thing bothers you as any pain pales in comparison. There is only one pain you know, but it still feels insurmountable.

 

You realize you are no longer afraid of social rejection, poverty, injury and death. You start to develop a life that is oriented towards a singular goal. Being with this person. But, paradoxically, you have no idea as to which actions will take you closer to that goal.

 

This experience teaches you that as cheesy as it sounds, and even though you previously never were much of an emotional type, the kind of love you experienced is truly the only thing worth living for. And that you would 100% choose to drop dead this instance if somehow you knew that you were to never see this person again.

 

You wonder why on earth you can not let go of this person. Why the memories seem to be painful but yet give you motivation, the only reason to open your eyes when you wake up.

 

It set you free. Free of everything except the fear of never being with that person again.

 

You talk to other people and your inner self of about this experience. They tell you to let go, or get over it, but you would rather carry the painful memory with you forever than forget the person.

You distrust yourself as when you hear something that gives you hope, a part of you doubts as to whether you are just hearing what you want to hear.

Your ego has been completely shattered.

The only thing remaining over the years is the singular point of light in the dark that is the nonzero possibility of being with that person again.

 

This is where I am. Maybe this is where you are, and where a very distinct group of Anons here seem to be. This all seems to coincide with the mysteriously resonating information being discussed here, as well as the surreal course of events in normal reality that you are used to.

 

You can weigh in if you want to.

Anonymous ID: 99f807 Feb. 8, 2021, 6:43 p.m. No.12865158   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>5203

>>12865134

The point I am at is that if "god" is a singular entity with infinite capabilities, seperation and limitation would be something god would be interested in experiencing, kind of a thought game.

Logically, all of reality is probably a metaphorical thought game.

 

Experience is why I exist, is what I am guessing. So I am also guessing that the best and most desirable experience of this entity I am right now is why I exist.

 

Am happy to be shown another perspective, always.

Anonymous ID: 99f807 Feb. 8, 2021, 6:46 p.m. No.12865177   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>5284

>>12865144

I have read much information to that degree.

The thought that makes sense of that is the possibility of death of your twin, you would have to deal with that too somehow.

 

Not holding on does not mean stopping to love.

In my mind at least.

Anonymous ID: 99f807 Feb. 8, 2021, 7:01 p.m. No.12865309   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>5388

>>12865284

Yes.

I hold no ill will towards her any more.

I do not feel betrayed anymore.

I feel eternatlly grateful for the time toether.

I hope our paths cross once again with all my heart.

I like to think about her, and it makes me happy, not miserable, when I do.

I realize that I do not want to be with a person who does not want to be with me, so in any case, everything is as it should.