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Please.
People get too used to the trend of being lonely, searching for attention.
But what happens when you get that attention you only grasp
from simply being lonely and needing someone else to fill a void you
don’t seem to know how to fill yourself? You keep searching for
more attention. That loneliness inside you becomes a hunger
you can’t fill because the real hunger is yourself. The real ache
is separation from your higher self and all anyone provides for you
is scraps of their own broken shards of painful memories and
sadness they also have no idea on how to fill other than, attention.
People celebrating abuse saying it’s love. Meaningless sex, humans
try to pass off as something they want because it’s a quick fixation
of attention. But when that attention is seen for what it really is,
Nothing… People move on and when they do, it deepens the void
even more inside the hosts- Rather you’re the leaver or the one
abandoned.
Then, the trauma mask of what you built together is ripped off and you see the oozing emotional infection you and these people created within yourself. Society becomes numb after a while. No other body there to take care of you, desensitized and broken. Empty and hungry, soon that hunger for love venomizes into lust and insatiable obsession for strangers to fix the
problems you are too blinded or too lost to recognize how to fix
yourself. Brought into this world by monsters dressed as our caregivers.
Bitching there is so much wrong with the media but everyone, too lazy or
too insecure to actually do something about it. Thinking this isn’t ‘your’ problem. The by standard effect, assuming somebody else will take care of it for you just like you expect the media to take care of your first problem; Loneliness.
When will you wake up and realize this IS our problem? This is all of our problems. Take care of yourself before you expect someone else, even your own flesh and blood to take care of you.
There are many monsters, many negative aliens. We are in a lost world where programs tell us our parents, our family, our friends are the only ones meant to be our caregivers. Blinded by the realism, that our very soul is the one who is our greatest caregiver of all.
Are we going to talk about this? Not gonna lie, I’m kinda bummed that it sounds like there’s extremely minimal rapping.
It’s not about the rapping, and it’s not about getting your rave on, it’s about a way of living. It’s about a proposition. It’s about one love. It’s about waking up and embracing our true mission and our true potential, both as individuals and a species.
But that’s just my experience, I can’t speak for everyone.
Peter