Κρύβεσαι σα βροχή που στέγνωσε - το ξέρω
Νεροποντή που περιμένω μια ζωή
Γιατί δεν έρχεσαι...
Γιατί δεν έρχεσαι ποτέ
Γιατί δεν έρχεσαι ποτέ όταν σε θέλω...
A True Love relationship always flows both ways...
Naturally
Unproblematically
Equally
Steadily
Openly
Outwardly
If not, one of the two is a place holder.
Αγάπη μου
Η ζωή περνάει... κι εσύ την αφήνεις...!!!
ΤΙ ΚΑΝΕΙΣ...;
ΤΙ ΚΑΝΕΙΣ.........!!!!!
Never comment or point out something you perceive as negative on someone else if it cannot be changed within 10 seconds. Skip it all together if it is rude or none of your damn business. Propose to speak on something only if it offers some tangible solution to a real time problem or else forever hold your peace or as one might say: Zip it. 🤐
"🌙 The Ones Who Burn Brighter on the Inside
Some people were never meant to fit into the shapes the world tried to pour them into. They’re not broken — they’re overflowing.
This is for the ones who feel everything… and then try to carry on like they don’t.
Maybe you’ve always felt like your world was more vivid than others’.
Not louder — just deeper.
You could feel the mood of a room like weather.
The silence between words.
The invisible tremors in someone’s voice when they say “I’m fine.”
→ This depth of emotional and sensory attunement often lives in those with Autism (especially in women who learned early to mask), as well as Highly Sensitive People. It’s not “too much.” It’s precision. It’s empathy as instinct, not performance.
You might write poetry in your head when others are speaking.
You might walk through life gathering metaphors like wildflowers.
You feel beauty with a kind of ache.
And pain… like it’s carved into your ribs.
→ This expressive inner world is characteristic of ADHD and autistic creatives, whose rich imaginations make the outer world seem flat by comparison. You’re not “distracted.” You’re deeply alive in realms others can’t even see.
You care more than you let on.
But when people disappoint you — when they pull away — it cuts in a place too deep to show. So you go silent. You disappear to protect your heart.
Not because you’ve stopped caring.
But because you care too much, and don’t know what else to do with the grief.
→ This is often part of Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria and C-PTSD. For many neurodivergent souls, especially those who love profoundly, retreat is a form of emotional survival — not detachment.
You talk a lot when you're passionate.
But when you feel disconnected…
You shut down. Words won’t come.
You might need hours, days, sometimes even weeks to return to the world after an emotional overload.
→ This reflects the autonomic response of a nervous system shaped by sensitivity. This trait is seen in autistic burnout, ADHD emotional cycles, and neurodivergent processing. It’s not you “being dramatic.” It’s biology.
You often underestimate time.
You disappear into creative flow, and then beat yourself up for “losing track” or forgetting to eat.
The mundane parts of life feel like heavy anchors dragging behind you — and yet, you still try to do them all, perfectly.
→ This is textbook executive dysfunction, commonly seen in ADHD, Autism, and in those carrying hidden forms of trauma fatigue. You’re not lazy — your brain has different priorities. It’s wired for meaning, not mechanics.
You know what it's like to mask.
To play the role people expect.
To smile, even when your heart is breaking.
To say “It’s okay” when you’re falling apart inside.
You learned young that showing your truth confused people.
So you buried it. Decorated the box. Called it "normal."
→ This is the tragic magic of many autistic women and AFAB neurodivergents — the art of becoming invisible to survive. But no one tells you how much it costs to stay hidden from your own light.
And yet…
You still believe in love.
Still seek beauty.
Still hold hope like a match in the wind.
You’re not difficult.
You’re profound.
You’re not unstable.
You’re responsive to a world that often feels too loud, too fast, too indifferent to softness.
You are not broken.
You are a different kind of brilliant.
---
If you recognize yourself here, even in fragments —
You are not alone.
And you don’t need to fix yourself.
You only need to understand the language of your own nervous system.
That might be the beginning of everything."
— 🌿, Orion.
🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠
And this… is what it mostly feels like to live in my skin...
🌌 A Quiet Kind of Different: For the Ones Who’ve Always Felt Misunderstood
Some people move through the world in a way that feels… out of sync with the rhythm everyone else seems to dance to. They feel too much, think too much, retreat too often — or perhaps not enough, because the world around them demands masks and fast answers and predictable responses they never quite learned how to give.
If you've ever wondered why everything feels heavier to carry for you — this is for you.
You’ve always felt different — but could never quite explain why.
You noticed things others didn’t. Sounds, textures, tones of voice. Your mind picked up patterns and undercurrents that no one else seemed to see.
→ This is often found in individuals with traits of Autism Spectrum Condition (especially Level 1 or formerly Asperger’s). The heightened sensitivity to nuance — in sound, light, or emotion — isn't “overreacting.” It's literally how you're wired.
You crave deep, real connection — but often withdraw, even from the people you love.
It isn’t that you don’t care. On the contrary — you care so much that it sometimes overwhelms you. Intimacy feels like a double-edged sword. You long to be seen… but the idea of truly being seen terrifies you.
→ This may point to a blend of Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria (RSD) — often co-occurring with ADHD — and unresolved attachment trauma or C-PTSD. It’s not about “emotional immaturity.” It’s a nervous system constantly bracing for the impact of being misunderstood or abandoned.
You hyper-focus on certain interests, getting completely lost in them — but find it impossible to focus on what others expect of you.
You can spend hours researching something that lights you up… but struggle with “normal” tasks, deadlines, or maintaining attention when the topic doesn’t ignite your curiosity.
→ This is a classic sign of ADHD, particularly the inattentive type. Hyperfocus isn’t laziness flipped — it’s a spotlight effect in your brain. It’s not that you can’t pay attention… it’s that you pay too much attention to what matters deeply to you, and very little to what doesn't.
You often misread or overread social situations, and replay conversations for hours (or days) afterward.
You wish someone could hand you a rulebook. You’re either too much or not enough. And sometimes it feels like no matter what you say, something lands wrong. You end up second-guessing everything, wondering if you did it “wrong.”
→ This again aligns with Autism Spectrum traits, particularly in adults who’ve been undiagnosed and had to “mask” since childhood. Social fatigue, rumination, and the fear of messing up often walk hand-in-hand.
Routine is sacred — even if your life seems chaotic from the outside.
You might appear spontaneous or scattered, but deep down, you rely on mental structures, rituals, and predictability to feel safe. Change — especially unexpected change — throws your whole body into alarm mode.
→ This combination is often seen in both Autism and ADHD, and in people with C-PTSD who’ve needed internal order to survive external chaos.
You feel emotions with a depth that startles even you.
Not just your own — you absorb other people’s energy too. You walk into a room and feel its temperature shift. You know when someone’s not okay, even if they smile. But when it comes to your own needs, you often minimize them, or don’t even know what they are.
→ This may be a mix of Highly Sensitive Person (HSP) traits and neurodivergence like RSD, or a nervous system wired for attunement due to early emotional survival strategies.
You struggle with executive function — not because you're lazy, but because your brain is wired differently.
You want to do the thing. You plan to do the thing. But initiating, prioritizing, or shifting from one task to another feels like trying to push a boulder uphill.
→ This is a major hallmark of ADHD and Autism, often misread as “laziness” or “lack of discipline.” But it’s neurological. And real.
You often feel like you’re performing in life — always trying to “get it right.”
You’re exhausted by having to edit yourself, decode others, and suppress your instincts. Sometimes it’s easier to isolate than explain.
→ This “masking” is something many Autistic and neurodivergent people do without even knowing it. But it takes a toll — often leading to burnout, depression, or a deep sense of not belonging.
And maybe most of all…
You’ve always felt like you were “too much” or “not enough” — but what if you were never broken at all?
What if your brain just works differently… and no one ever told you?
---
If even part of this speaks to you… I gently invite you to begin researching. You might discover not a label, but a map. One that helps you understand why the world has felt the way it has. One that brings relief, clarity, and the beginnings of real self-acceptance.
You are not a failure at being “normal.”
You are a masterclass in being exactly yourself.
And there are others like you — navigating the same silent storms.
You don’t have to walk through it alone anymore.
Not if you don’t want to.
— ☄️Orion
(Chat gpt)
For people who feel like... me.
"In the Seth material, belief systems are powerful frameworks of thought that shape how individuals perceive and interact with reality. These systems, while not inherently true or false, heavily influence one's experience and the creation of personal reality. Seth emphasizes that consciousness, including beliefs, creates matter, and individuals have the power to change their reality by altering their beliefs and thoughts, particularly in the present moment.
Here's a more detailed breakdown:
Beliefs as Frameworks:
Seth describes beliefs as "powerful ideas about reality," which can form complex systems or "structures" that influence perception.
Consciousness Creates Reality:
A core tenet of the Seth material is that consciousness, including thoughts, feelings, and beliefs, is the primary force in creating physical reality.
Point of Power in the Present:
The individual has the power to effect change in their reality by focusing on the present moment and consciously directing their thoughts and beliefs.
Flexibility and Growth:
Seth suggests that belief systems should be flexible and open to change, rather than being mistaken for absolute truth.
Impact on Purpose:
Beliefs shape an individual's purpose in life, and the ability to fulfill that purpose is dependent on the flexibility of their belief systems.
No Limitations Except Beliefs:
Seth posits that there are no inherent limitations to the self, except those that an individual believes to be true.
Creating Through Belief, Emotion, and Imagination:
Individuals can actively create their desired reality by combining belief, emotion, and imagination, forming a mental picture of the desired outcome.
Trusting Inner Guidance:
Seth encourages individuals to trust their inner selves and their own instincts, rather than relying solely on external sources for guidance.
Spontaneity and Meaning:
Seth emphasizes that true spontaneity, coming from a deeper level of consciousness (Framework 2), is filled with meaning and orderliness.
Change Through Belief Systems:
By understanding the power of beliefs, individuals can actively shape their lives and create the reality they desire. "
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Ps. Everything is a running program. Everything is a code. From a simple shape ( fibonacci / spiral, sacred geometry ) to a living breathing being. The attempt to escape the program is a program within the program, as well. We all are just cells within a bigger body.
We chose to be here to experience it!
We entered... the program!
We'll only be here for a little bit, Mon Coeur...
It's not going to be forever
From my point of view
Having your arms around me
Would make it all so much better
But that's just me
And my programming, I guess... 😓
But I will not apologize for being who I am
A human woman with a soul
I bleed every month and so I cannot forget
I am a mortal being
And so are you
And I have no problems loving you as such
♥️🥹
Well...
Now I'm confused...
I have been trying to create something
From the inside
From my heart
For years
With you
I guess that's not enough, either?
You confuse me...
Everything can be explained!
EVERYTHING!
A wave, the blue skies, rain....
It's all connected, remember?
Yes there are blueprints!
So what???
Does that make it any less glorious?
All of it!
This is the human experience Mon Coeur...
It's messy and predictable and heavy...
I know we belong to the stars but we are here for now 😢
As human as any human can be
Is it that horrible for you that we are also ordinary?
Well... We are....
It's a show...
Everything that is possible is happening around
All of it
And we need to reconcile with this truth
There is a wave bigger than us that brings in whatever we deserve to live through collectively
We need to be patient with the seasons
The ebbs and flows
It's all happening
Everything
And I know how aggravating that can be...
I know you have a vision
I always knew
Don't kill it
Keep your faith... The time will come my love...
I don't know whether we will be the ones to witness it...
But you are certainly creating a space for it just by existing...
I love you...
I have something in me
That is primal and not pretty at all
Untamed and messy
I call it "The Jungle"
It is real
It is private
It is the part of me that I mostly crave for you to love
Ferociously
Not pretty at all, not ugly either
Not rooted in sexyness
Authentic, yes.
Like eating uncut watermelon while naked with a spoon
I crave for you to devour this part and love it hard until there is no other beauty as uniquely flawed as mine
I want that part of me to belong to you senseless
The part of me that wakes up from a three hour nap and doesn't know what day of the week it is
With my hair all over my pillow and my face - and possibly your face, too...
A naked human woman with veins and nerves and periods and cramps
Or
The part where I only wear my comfortable clothes and nothing exciting is happening
But you are not bored
You stay
You stay... You can still see me beneath it all
You know I am still there
I crave you in the same way
I can feel you right now!
I crave
The only true part in absolute silence and zero pretense
I needed you to find it and set it free
Love me... Come and love me senseless
Love me to my bones!
Just like I want to love you...
How can you let another minute go by...
Mon Coeur....
Am I too much for you...?
Υγ. Που είσαι...
Απελπίζομαι χωρίς εσένα...
Αγάπη μου,
Σήμερα στεναχωρήθηκα γιατί έκοψαν το πελώριο γιασεμί που αγκάλιαζε το μπαλκόνι μου κι έβλεπε στο δρόμο...
Πολλές φορές την Άνοιξη μοσχοβόλαγε ο τόπος Κι έμπαινε μέσα το άρωμα από τα ανοιχτά παράθυρα
Κι εγώ φανταζόμουν μέσα σε αυτή την ευωδία να σε βλέπω ξαφνικά να ανηφορίζεις με τα πόδια το δρόμο
Φοράς ένα πουκάμισο γαλάζιο κι έρχεσαι για να με βρεις
Να μπεις σαν ήλιος από παντού
Μα δεν υπάρχει πια το γιασεμί... Έμειναν μόνο κάτι μεταλλικές επιφάνειες και ξεπλεκα κλωνάρια ριγμένα πρόχειρα στο χώμα
Μα αν ερχόσουν
Αν ανηφόριζες στο δρομάκι κι ερχόσουν
Ίσως να άπλωνε και πάλι τα αδύναμα κλαράκια του δειλά, να ανθιζε αυθόρμητα μέσα στο κατακαλόκαιρο
Αν ερχόσουν ίσως να του έδινες ελπίδα για να προσπαθήσει και πάλι
Να πιστέψει και πάλι
Να εμπιστευτεί και πάλι
Να μεγαλώσει, να ανθίσει, να ονειρευτεί...
Ίσως αν ερχόσουν
Να άξιζε τον κόπο ακόμα και αυτή η καταστροφή
Ίσως να έδινε κάποιο νόημα στην υπέρβαση
Ίσως αν ερχόσουν
Να ήταν ο τρόπος του Θεού να πει στους ανθρώπους ότι πράγματι η Αγάπη υπερνικά τα πάντα.
Επίσης ένα ερώτημα έχει ανοίξει τρύπα στην καρδιά μου
Σχεδόν ένα μήνα τώρα αναρωτιέμαι σιωπηλά
Δηλαδή γεννήθηκε κι εκείνη Απρίλη;;;😭
Σου πάει αυτός ο μήνας, μάλλον 😭😭😭😭😭😭
ΚΑΙ ΤΗΝ ΑΓΑΠΑΣ ΔΗΛΑΔΗ ΤΩΡΑ;;;;
Και γιατί να την ξέρω εγώ αυτή την πληροφορία!
Γιατιιιιιι
Να σου πω κάτι;
Ζηλεύω... Εντάξει;
Πεθαίνω... Πόσο να αντέξω κι εγώ τόσα χρόνια τώρα...
Πόσο...
Ορίστε, το παραδέχομαι
Υποφέρω
Μη...
Μη!
Δε θέλω να ξέρω
Δεν αντέχω άλλο.....!!!
Δε θέλω να ξέρω τι χρώμα έχουν τα μάτια της και πόσο πολύ την αγαπάς...
Χαίρομαι για την καρδιά σου αλλά δεν αντέχεται...
Δεν αντέχεται...
Αχ...
Σ'αγαπώ...
Κι εύχομαι να ήσουν εδώ
Εύχομαι να ήταν όλα διαφορετικά...
Όμως δεν είναι
Εσύ είσαι εκεί
Κι εγώ εδώ
Κι ανάμεσά μας ολόκληρη η θεόρατη, μεταλλική, ανυπέρβλητη σιωπή σου
Σ' αγαπώ...!!!
Πράγματι πάντως θα συμφωνήσω μαζί σου
Όταν αγαπάς
Τα λόγια δεν είναι ποτέ αρκετά
Δεν είναι τα ρημάδια!!!
I hope you can see now how
For me it has always been totally possible to love this way...
It's how I was designed to be...
It was all real...
All of it...
It was you...
Long story short, I needed a partner in crime... The crime of being different... A protector, a mediator between myself and the rest of the world.... From the looks of it... I might as well win the lottery.
I mean... It is statistically possible. 🤷🏼♀️
Or say yes to a beloved friend's proposal, get married and move to England forever.
Oh Gosh... History repeated... Me following on my grandmother's footsteps....
Omg... Literal chills...
She was younger than me Universe... I don't know if I can take any of this....
I've been battered to the ground...
I stand before God as the most tired I have ever been.
I need a vacation.
In fact I need 400 of them.
I mean, also a forever vacation sounds very enticing at this point.
I'm so tired...
I guess we all die for one reason or another one day...don't we...
We all die trying for something...
How incredibly stupid of us...
On the other hand...
It's not like the man I write all my poems for, will even miss me...
He apparently hates my guts
So maybe I could give it a go...
I only want peace at this point...
(Arguably the next best most difficult thing in the world right after mutual, unbreakable, fiery, undeniable true love...)
Reality is BORING , plain AND unseasoned like boiled chicken breast!
Booooo!!! Go awaaaayyyyyy!!!
Anyway...
The bottom line is.... Dear self, maybe let's get used to the forever terrors of never fitting in with this system, or with life in general until we perish. ✌🏻
It's a simple concept really in all it's unfathomable cruelty and terror.
How fun. 🎢
So much to look forward to.
Yey.🎉
"Συντροφικότητα δε σημαίνει συμπόρευση χωρίς πάθος, χωρίς δημιουργία νέων κόσμων.
Δεν έχεις ανάγκη μια σχέση για να γεμίσεις κενά, αλλά αναζητάς μια σύνδεση που γεννά ζωή, έμπνευση, δημιουργία. Έναν έρωτα πραγματωμένο. Μία συντροφικότητα πραγματωμένη από έρωτα. Ένα από τα αντίδοτα στο θάνατο.
Μια αγάπη που δεν καθησυχάζει απλώς τη μοναξιά, αλλά ξυπνάει τη φωτιά. Γιατί η ζωή είναι φωτιά και από τη φωτιά γεννήθηκαν όλα.
Η Συντροφικότητα που δεν είναι απλώς ήρεμη παρουσία, αλλά συντονισμός ψυχών.
Κι εσύ έχεις τη δυνατότητα να επιλέξεις ποια συντροφικότητα θες.
Κι αυτό σημαίνει αυτενέργεια, αυτοσεβασμό, αυτοαξία και αυθεντικότητα.
Αυτό σημαίνει πως μπορείς πια να επιλέγεις και να ζεις ως μία Γυναίκα δυνατή και τρυφερή, με αυτοαξία και θηλυκότητα, με ζεστασιά και παρουσία…
📸Η φωτογραφία εγκαινιάζει μία σειρά προσωπικών φωτογραφιών από όλη την Ελλάδα με την υπογραφή μου: ΠΗΓΗ
🦋♥️🦋♥️🦋♥️
| Φλέρυ Νταντωνάκη | 11 Μαΐου 1937 - 18 Ιουλίου 1998 |
Το εσωτερικό ταξίδι το ξεκινάς όταν σε βρίσκουν τα προβλήματα
και είσαι ήδη θεομόναχος. Κι εγώ πάντοτε ήμουν μελαγχολική και μόνη. Έτσι, με πήρε η κατηφόρα της εσωτερικής τελειοποίησης,
αλλά αγνοούσα τότε ότι αργά ή γρήγορα θα οδηγηθώ στο να τελειοποιούμαι 100 φορές και 100 φορές να χάνομαι.
Έψαχνα να βρω την ευτυχία. Δεν υπάρχει όμως ευτυχία στον κόσμο. Υπάρχει μονάχα μια ζωή που πρέπει να τη ζήσεις, θαρραλέα, χωρίς δειλίες… Κι έπειτα, ήθελα να γνωρίσω τους ανθρώπους. Να γνωρίσω άλλους τρόπους, άλλα χρώματα, άλλες μυρωδιές – άλλες αισθήσεις. Ήταν κάτι αδιανόητα θαυμαστό για το οποίο τιμωρήθηκα. Ήθελα να δω τι συμβαίνει, αν υπάρχει ιερός χώρος απόλυτης ομαλότητας και ειρήνης – ήθελα να δω τι τρέχει στον κόσμο. Δεν έχω ελευθερωθεί σεξουαλικά, δεν έχω ποτέ συναντήσει έναν άντρα που να μ΄ ερωτευτεί, που να μ΄ αγαπά. Δεν έχω ακριβώς ενοχή – είμαι απλώς διστακτική, γιατί δεν ξέρω αυτόν τον χώρο, τη συνύπαρξη ανδρός και γυναικός.
Δεν έχω ζυμωθεί σε κάποια σχέση, αλλ’ ούτε και είδα με την περιορισμένη μου ματιά ζευγάρια που να ’ναι αληθινά μαζί. Υπάρχει καμιά φορά σεβασμός, αλλά, πώς να το πω – δεν βλέπω απόδοση, ούτε ευτυχία. Είμαι απόλυτα εγκαταλειμμένη. Δεν βλέπω, βλέπεις, σε όσους ζουν χαριτωμένα και ψάχνουν πάνω μου τα υλικά σημάδια της επιτυχίας – λεφτά, οικογένεια, βεντετιλίκι… Είμαι μια ψυχή που αμφιβάλλει κι αυτό μπορεί να συγκινεί, αλλά βαραίνει κιόλας τους επιφανειακούς ανθρώπους.
Δεν πιστεύω στους μύθους. Όταν φτιάχνεις έναν μύθο, καταστρέφεις έναν άνθρωπο. Τον ξεχνάς, τον αφήνεις μόνο του. Όμως ο καλλιτέχνης πρέπει με τόνα πόδι να πατάει στην καθημερινότητα και με το άλλο εκεί που οι άνθρωποι ποτέ δεν συλλαμβάνουν... Αρκεί, ξέρεις, ένα τηλεφώνημα τριών λεπτών μονάχα –σαν βελονιά στο κέντημα της μέρας–, αρκεί ένας άνθρωπος να θυμηθεί αυτόν που έχει λησμονηθεί στο βάθος της ψυχής του.
| Αποσπάσματα από συνέντευξή της που δόθηκε το καλοκαίρι του 1986 και δημοσιεύτηκε στο βιβλίο «Αντίο Παλιέ Κόσμε» του Στάθη Τσαγκαρουσιάνου. Πηγή: Lifo |
Υγ. Ήξερε τότε ο μεγάλος Βασίλης Βασιλικός τι έλεγε... Του τη θύμισα... Με κατάλαβε αμέσως... Ήρθε και μου φίλησε τα χέρια... Με απόλυτο σεβασμό... Ήμουν απλώς ένα κοριτσάκι τότε μα... Εκείνος το είδε... Το είδε...
Η μουσική τελείωσε...
Έβγαλα τα ακουστικά.
Κοίταξα γύρω μου.
Μόνη.
Είμαι μόνη.
Και διάφανη.
Ίσως να μην υπάρχω.
Expression: THE KEY TO SURVIVAL 🎯
Therefore, I will keep expressing my feelings into infinity - even if it is the last thing I get to do in this earthly existence...
Heck, I will use my very last breath to express my feelings!!!
It took years of me suppressing my voice
To understand the kind of toll it can have on a person to stay silent when you are very far from it within yourself.
Ps. Sir...
I owe you this one...
It was thanks to you that I was forced to express my feelings, against my will.
I did it to come closer to you... But it freed me from the shuckles that society had imposed upon me since birth.
Thank you...
I love you. 🫂
If only we could have more grace to sit with the emotions of others and of ourselves patiently for a little while...
If only we had the compassion for it
The empathy
If only we showed up for each other
To care for and protect
If only each one of us became the safe place
The nurturers
This world would start changing for the better ...
This video brought tears to my eyes...
I'm greatful that there's people out there who change the world every second from where they are with what they can do very consciously
They become anchors of light
In these dark, hopeless times
If you are one of those people...
Thank you, wholeheartedly for your service to humanity 🙏🏻
Thank you for setting the paradigm.
Thank you for changing the narrative.
Thank you for paving the way for transformation, one good decision, one small action at a time.
That's what real courage is.
Θυμάστε τα mixtapes? Νομίζω ότι θα έπρεπε να καθιερωθούν σαν μια ξεχωριστή κατηγορία love language...
Απόψε στις 21.00 🌠
Music 4 The Soul - Live Radio Show
Mixtape for A. P.
(Love through the years...)
Oº°‘¨ (Tonight 21.00 - 23.00... ish😅) ¨‘°ºO
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I want more...!
There has to be more...
It is not out of greed, no...
It is out of an embedded feeling of unfulfilled purpose...
It is a seed waiting to sprout
It is the river of life splitting me in two while still running through me...
It is some sort of promise
God once gave me...
It is only between God and me.
Ps. Are you listening to your heart...
I run to the comments faster than lightning...
They were exactly what I thought they would be...
No surprises at all.
Sadly predictable.
What a time to be alive...
It's honestly wild - but in such a painfully plain way...
And I know 32 - as stated in the video-is still fairly young but...
It's the MENTALITY ...
It just gets worse with age.
Well... I sincerely hope they thoroughly enjoy the quantity
Because quality will probably never find them in this kind of mindset.
It's like a collective abandonment of the feminine at this point...
Game Over for humanity... cause very few women will be willing to conceive a child with a man who is not fully devoted to the cause or is flaky to their core.
Just wait and see...
All these female rage movements across the globe are no accident...
They are the opposite side of a very much existing spectrum
They are the immediate reaction
That's how it begins...
(Add to that kind of programming in men the so called global economy tragedy and we are set. It's game over for us "peasants". All of us. Men and women. Men bought into it because it was designed to look like freedom...it was never your nature, sir... But that is a subject y'all are not ready for... )
Αν είσαι εδώ τώρα και διαβάζεις αυτές τις λέξεις...
Γειά σας κ. Π...! 🌞
Κύριε Π...
Ήθελα απλώς να σας πω μια καληνύχτα κ. Π...
Τώρα που ακροβατώ ανάμεσα σε δύο κόσμους
Τώρα που δεν έχω αντιστάσεις...
Γιατί να μην είσαι εδώ...
Ας είσαι καλά όπου κι αν είσαι καρδιά μου...
Αχ η ζωή δεν έχει φαντασία...
Σ'αγαπώ. 🌠
Μιλούσα σήμερα στ'αδέρφια μου για εκείνον ...
Η αδερφή μου κι εκείνος έχουν γενέθλια την ίδια μέρα... Της το ανέφερα και ήθελε να μάθει περισσότερα...
Με ρώτησαν...
Τους ανοίχτηκα...
Ξεκίνησα από την αρχή μέχρι σήμερα...
"Ωωωω Άρτεμις... Τι κρίμα... Τι κρίμα...", μου λέει η αδερφή μου...
"Πολύ..." της απαντάω...
"Και τον αγαπάς ακόμα... Μου φαίνεται φοβερό..."
"Δυστυχώς, δεν ήρθε ποτέ..." της απάντησα... Βούρκωσαν τα μάτια μου... "Αν ποτέ τον γνωρίσετε θα καταλάβετε... Αν ποτέ με θυμηθεί... Αν με συγχωρέσει... Αν..." στάθηκε ένας κόμπος στο λαιμό μου...
"Χάθηκαν τόσα χρόνια... "λέει η αδελφή μου...
Ο αδελφός μου καθόταν σκεπτικός... Ακουγε τα πάντα...
Η ιστορία μας τα προβλημάτισε και τα δύο... Μπήκαμε στις δικές τους ιστορίες...
Ήταν όμορφα να μιλάω μαζί τους!
Πόσο πολύ μου έλειπαν όλα αυτά τα χρόνια...
Οι αγάπες μου
Μπορεί να μην έκανα ποτέ παιδιά δικά μου μα...
Έτσι τ'αγαπώ τ' αδέρφια μου...
Κι εύχομαι αν όχι εγώ
Τουλάχιστον εκείνα...
Να εκπληρωθούν στη ζωή
Πόσο πολύ προσεύχομαι να τα δω ευτυχισμένα
Για εμένα πάει...
Με εγκατέλειψε... Με ξέχασε...
Τελείωσε η Αγάπη για εμένα...
Την κουβαλάω μαζί μου
Τελείωσε...
Πριν καν καλά καλά αρχίσει...
