Verity Valentine ©
By Verity Valentine
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The phenomena that your intentions are the establishing catalysts coruscating in arbitrary execution, provides epiphany which intuition, impetuously varied for ornate axioms. Emotional energy manifests itself as physical deviations; for the heart is treacherous of undisclosed mediations. Excessive expedition into causality is a trespassing thought around a chain of incidences which we might not be so avid to explore or welcome.
Due to attachment of an ambivalent agent, it is unrequited observations – feelings proceeded in alacrity, which are never possible to be reconceptualised identically again. In retrospect, formidable amendments contend future circumstances. The linear is fractured– every vibration like a delicate leaf, collapsing into an opaque abyss, cascading in various directions of continuity and chance.
Life will not be the same selection of choice again. You could mirror every move, but eventually the liabilities are still forces of temperament. Vehemence is adamant. A spiritual disposition prefers fluidity; conscience is the agenda of our motives, which is affected by indirect attempts to refashion them, alternately.
The obsession of one individual can hinder the necessary progress of another. Irrational assumptions can catastrophize an entire allegory. Congruent reasoning cannot always justify sporadic actions. Ultimately wise thinkers would be relegated to knowledge of when it is practical to challenge one's cognitive flexibility. As a spider doesn’t actually catch a fly, it is the web that causes an accident to the fly.
Once you establish something controversial, do not connote all other potential of the mentioned subject asperse; any reality requires flux from sources deliberate and speculative. Energy is fractured, and equivocally dispersed however the Intelligent Designer might have been indistinct to consign us the power of improvisation as a prototype to immanent individualism. A map of the world is certainly a very disorienting self portrait of the omniscient illusion.
Nostalgia is literally defined as a cardinal freedom from which we can dictate our memory. Where does it end, where does it begin. Perhaps it is the same thing. Acquiesce existence transcends you; an awakening maligns you to wishes for termination. Snakes and ladders; sometimes ahead, sometimes behind, retarded action conceives our fears as we imagine them to appear. Once you commence to develop your own craft, exaltation becomes evident, vigorously reflecting neighbouring passions. Anything can be adjusted to condition; everything is malleable at the hands of genuine skill.
The world cannot make sense of operational mindfulness – that notion is complicated to digest – due to the permanent impermanence of all that there is. What would hoax you to the crevices of your own sanity, sufficiently epitomises ambitions of the soul. Every community would be smart to monitor the status of their organic and immediate environment in respect of protecting desecrated secrets. A vague dystopia is the order to live a religious life, a service of domesticity should be composed methodically each season, yet they too transpose. Nothing close to a prepared remedy; neither will it sustain value or harvest new fantasy at the expense of moral obligation. The passivity in life is likewise recriminatory and celebrated all at once.
Imagine being responsible for everything in the universe – your human nature could never compensate in the slightest; had it been the default qualification, the desire to guarantee more accurate analysis. Auras in the atmosphere might be a subtle explanation about why we involuntarily involve ourselves in the association of others. Human misapprehension isn’t a legitimate excuse for miscalculated decisions.
Originality is intricate to create, proven complex to maintain. We can become besieged by the debts of our sins. Within a fraction any element can be navigated through an unlimited space. Hence why people endure whatever they will endeavour, to become intimate with innate purposes. The price they’ll pay is dependent on their own ethics. Principles conduct responses relative to the options they are offered. Contemplation is the fornication of thought.
You cannot be enlightened and occupy aspiration simultaneously. What isn’t in equilibrium cannot be reciprocated. The essence of how we survive affords its standards by ingenuity. The chaotic soliloquy relies on the integrity of similar diligence.
Some believe that this confirms contact with a supernatural entity which dwells within all of us, proportionately. Whatever is previously witnessed shall be what is implemented and documented tacitly. Is it the structure or private tastes that pleasures us with the idea that any expectations can be adhered to and embodied; obstacles which can be vanquished.
Time is a prison. To reinstate reason for being in a situation that could be exchanged for superior or unrivalled sentience. Miniature perceptions can be mighty conventions. Acknowledgement from the unknown intensive enough to penetrate one's vices. More people become solitary as a result of their ego becoming consumed by deviant propaganda, infrastructure of culture. Whatever your circumstances, everyone could use such an alibi. Subdued strangers invite company based on their capacity to correlate conveyed communion. Who doesn’t inherit death at the cost of being born?
All ambiances recycled, nothing is authentic because the Earth only permits grounds for our constrained magnitude. Dimensions of the cranium are effaced by cycles of contorted countenance. It isn’t a coincidence that we suspend ourselves in audacious musing; loitering between unprompted demands which engage in the faculties of the psyche. Submissiveness defeats the thrill of the game. Potent frequencies are no more or less auspicious than the darkest modes of man. Cerebral affairs are insatiable pretentions. Honesty is imprudent, however appreciated as what should be said although not what people want to hear.
Meditation continuously conceals a dialogue that is unearthed at the provocation of necessary interaction. Economics collaborate systemic symbolism; whether we comprehend that or not. The naming of objects spawns an image in your mind’s eye – that is called ‘Insight’.
Hesitation won’t induce contemporary channels. Doubt likewise, reveals how people cannot live in contradiction since their inherited being will be proclaimed. There is an aspect for any resolution. Resolutely pouring attention to something doesn’t insure the consequences. Nothing is concretely unique. Fear of the future is procrastination. Kindness bewilders spite. Convocation is a constant; empirical coordination, once sensational, now orchestrates abdication of fundamental glamour. Once besotted with visions of a soul mate, unambiguous marriage of social despotism; fidelity is capricious to the latent mortality of an affiliation. Dignity is discovering yourself without losing your foundations of health. It is never the mind or heart exclusively at accusation. It is your own attitude which veritably matters.
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