Our soulmates, our alter egos

People's obsession with naming things like dynamics and relationships has ruined love and emotional bonding in general. The norm has become to only seek romantic love and tendderness, to put ones loved one or intrest in challanges to 'prove' love and their seriousness on eachother. And yet refusing to admit fault because they need a so disguised 'reassureness' that in truth is just cruel actions that sociaty has watered and nurtured as declaration of true love , of soulmates. Forcing a idea that a soulamate will make you whole , that they will make you find your true meaning and self. When in reality love shouldn't be as such. 

If someone wishes for a soulmate , I would refer to them as a 'alter ego' , which in latin means ' my other self'. Though I must aknowlegde the fact that ' alter ego' is often used as a personality swicth where we become more confident , more outspoken and strongwilled. We shouldnt mix those up. One is to elavate your self in mind or spirit, while the meaning I propose is the direct meaning of the latin traslation. Even if the philosopher Marcus Tullius Cicero used is to refer to a dea and trusted friend. It fits even better since someone who is similar to you will be also a friend you will come to consider other than just a lover and partner in life. 'The alter ego' wont be your missing so called part that will make you whole but thye will make you feel less alone and more united by your shared dreams, beliefs and goals.

No one in this world came with something missing nor will leave with something less, but they will have found someone with the same ideology, romantic or not.

Love was nver limited to a romantic or non romantic aaspect. We love food,life,moments,hobbies yet we never challenged them to show how much they mean to us , why begin now with people.

What do we call someone who has passed the line of friend and is balanced between family and friendship? Is there a specific need to name things or people with titles that arent nessecary?

Then we know someone is imprtant to us , however itll be , we wont need to name it anything else other than their name.

-Dorkxoxo‎‎

Forever prisoners

More often times than not I wonder why we let belittleing things let us guide our lifes and strain it from choosing a vivacious life. Stereotypes, social standards along with the do and don't of gender closed minded individuals. When did we lose our passion for art and crafts, for music and expression and caged ourselves in embarrassment and scandalous images. Wjy must a feeling and time of life we experience be named by simple terms and not be let to flow its way out from our heart. After all isn't our world build from the experiences we allowed to form our future? Wars, famine and acts of violence that were prioritised and left the rest of the worlds wonders to shrink secondary.

We treat patterns like a old myth or a boogie story and then we rage at the look of a new idea born. Its like the world is stuc in a neverending pattern we punish ourselves for not letting new lives and futures to be born. 

 "Whenever something new starts in you, expect som part of you to want it gone , and protect it anyway" — The Psychology of the Child

Archetype, CW 9i, par. 281, 285-286; Otto Rank, The Myth of the Birth of the Hero (1909).

The human kind has had a habit of letting themselves be in anguish and complain of events that we letted be created. Our sloth and synchronously greed for more whilst taking nada action will also be our death. 

 Historians say that if the history of all of our universe galaxy was written , humans wouldn't even be mentioned once. Not because we're so bad that we'll destroy our planet buy because we never really were as important as we make ourselves to be. The planet doesn't die because of humanities neglect, its dying because its old enough and our era of existence will have to be renewed. So in other words our planet kindly is forcing us away. 

"A ship in a harbour is safe , but it's not what it was built for." —John A. Shedd, 1928 book Salt from My Attic.

–Dorkxoxo

Feeling is Excepted

Honestly if someone took a bite outof my soul, I think they would taste something savory with a tang of sweetness.Perhaps a green apple and salt, as for what theyd feel from me is confusion, like your lost in a busy street or dont know if you done the rigth decision. Its because I more often than not feel confused about stuff in my life, people, and situations Im handing it yet fail to understand or simply choose to be selfish and not understand them at all.Maybe this feeling is actually fear or hesitation.But they would gain the power to speak honestly and maybe tell the future a little too accurate!However, I dearly wish to not be afraid anymore even if I still fail to do so sometimes, we all have something that we wish for right? My soul isn't fully spoiled yet not fresh either, and people these days heitate to admit that everyone who has lived life is spoiled in their soul in some way or another.

Once my teacher who tutored me told me how she perceives souls and their purpose in this lifetime over and over.Believing that we come from light and our duty each time we come down to earth is to live and experience an emotion different each time for our whole life till we die and come back for the nect one.Beutifull interpetecion really,not excusing anyone of their bad or good behaviour but rather embracing the fact that each human is one still emotion for their lifes, no matter if they want this emotion or not.I neveer got to ask her what emotion she experienced, I shied away.I suppose mine is anger , something from my youthfull age I couldn't control nor liked, I got angry from being angry.Compared for showing such emotion and made me feel compalled and torn in hesitation. But quickly realised that its my emotions and I shouldn't be ashamed of them nor shame anyone of theirs.

Our times of living dont come with a guide sadly or thankfully, due to everyone experiencing something else each time and moment.Still our world has come to a point where anything from displeasure and unsatisfaction , happiness or taking action for our suffering sound too foreign.

 And during the times where at my hardest or most lost moments I dont even reach for my pen to write in my journal and let life go and pass me like a breeze in hopes it gets warmer tomorrow. 

Understanding ones feelings is one thing but letting them experience all emotions is the next step no one takes.

Wondering always makes me question whether I'm a self of choosing or of building, whether I choose to be the way I am through decisions that didn't have a question but a answer for the moment that would alter me. Or the second thought of being built the way society or the result of suppressing society caused. 

I always felt like I wanted to know, to have the answers laid out but as I grew the intention was clear. The answers were worthless to me, it was the seeking of wonder and experience that pulled me. Wondering why people couldn't let themselves feel and express it and instead suppress and mask it with other things.

-Dorkxoxo

The chase of life

Within my reach!
I could have touched!
I might have chanced that way!
Soft sauntered through the village,
Sauntered as soft away!
So unsuspected violets
Within the fields lie low,
Too late for striving fingers
That passed, an hour ago. -Emily Dickinson

Is fullfilmeant ever really enough? People's desire and greed only lats forever with how much we experience it today. Its not bad to desire and want more but at what point do we forget to stop and look at the harm? Only when we've had enough for our own pleasure, only when we have to face the damage we've caused our loved ones,only when someone elses life and free will become a objactacle and this becomes a race.We become afraid of not having evrything we dreamt of in our hands in mere moments, yet we rush so much that we abandon people and logic behind trying to trail up to our godspeed we set without much thought for the rest ofour body.Hungry eyes being the one running and the rest of ourselves being dragged along. 

How can we not to when in this day and age evrything is fast and we all complain about how time flies away from our grasp?If you were to ask me if i feel this way, my anwser would be yes that im afraid of being left behind in my life plans because ive seen what slow pace does to people. But i must also mention how fast pace makes me anxious and feel like waiting is horrible.Its almost like the fairytale of the rabbit and the turtule. Slow and determined wins the race and the fast and assured losses. So how should someone live in this age our rabbits when all we have is turtules and rabbits yet we standarize fast over slow, why must we live our lives in speed and only look the surroundings and not enjoy the moments we will never experience again. Life shouldnt be a race it must though have a pace each individual can enjoy and keep up with. Do not let your life pass you but do not also leave your chance to see it behind.

"What do people think?"

"Life is going in a balanced rate, the problem is we sometimes tend to rush ourselves or feel unmotivated that we slow down"

"It depends, fast when you don't focus on the time and slow when you are focused on the time, for example you spent time with your friends in the mall and then time flies by and it's already when you guys are aparting away then your home alone or with family waiting to be tomorrow and it's slow"

"I feel like the more you grow up the more it seems to go fast, and I think it's not really pleasant..."

"Life Is too short, but its the way It Is and we must accept It, also, i think that if Life was longer things wouldnt hit the same"

"Life seemed to go by so slowly when I was a kid; life was simpler then, life was all sunshine and rainbows, and now that I'm an adult, life is going by super fast because of adulting, and having to quickly accomodate to this new stage of life that is so pressurized by society. But life is life, and even though I regret so many things because of my overthinking, I just have to accept that the past is the past and nothing can change it."

"I'd say it goes by too fast when I have deadlines. When not it goes at a lovely pace. I rarely think life is going by too slowly"

-Dorkxoxo 

Wolfs don't herb sheeps

The characterization of wolves has always been two coloured. Black or white, never in between. People believe wolves are amazing and that society should take after the packs wolves have. So what is that one thing we compare ourselves and wish we had like wolves have? The answer isn't just one but its a circle that connects them all. A pack of wolves will naturally be protective of their members, everyone's takes care of everyone. That results to loyalty that is unacceptable to not imagine. Loyalty is a crucial thing and issue we face today as society. Loyalty lies in certain stuff and rules for each of us, I shall let the verb "lie" do it's work for each one of you. Is it the lie of the shepherd who lied about wolves and played with the trust and loyalty of the villagers? Or perhaps its the lay of the lay down? 

As my example went, the lying shepherd tricked the village many times and resulted in the loss of his sheep. Perhaps the shepherd shouldn't herb the sheep since he lies and destroyed his loyalty. Wolves on the other hand don't lie when tending the sheep. But if wolves are such amazing and looked up upon creatures why do we also demonize them in our stories? Becoming from something loyal and protective to a savage with now control? It's all due to witchcraft and religious stereotypes that wolves are dangerous because they kill and eat animals smaller than them. If yes , it also rigns the bell for another animal, yes it's a animal, the human of today. If you swap the word wolf for human, the sentence doesn't change but suddenly the morality does. If a wolf kills to eat its dangerous and wild beast, while humans are poised and need to kill for survival. But we also kill for pleasure, we're the only creature on this planet thaf kills for pleasure and unknown reasons. So maybe we're more savages than the wolves. "Homo homini lupus" is a phrase that translates to "man is a wolf to man" , making clear that even if we're glazing wolves , we are worse and see eachother as threat as well. Loyalty and protectiveness of packs aren't passed to humans nor will be till we stop seeing eachother as animals that need to be hunted instead of respected.

-Dorkxoxo 

Thought

She wasn't a bright star in the sky but she is the night holding them up. Making, helping, enhancing their bright state, she was behind them making everything in the dark of night more nostalgic and graceful. Like bringing you to Elysium, making you be consumed by the darkness. The stars like glitter clinging on her hair, refusing to lease. An afterglow of dancing on her skin, so how can I not want to caressed by her hair; the stars singing a lullaby as she hugs me into a deep slumber.

-Dorkxoxo 

Chase the robin

 It's crazy how lifes chnage every year , day and moment. The feeling of sonder we participate in is curious that makes you seek it likie alice did to the white rabbit. Yet every year i seek something that in the past years of my life I would never be able to describe. The need to claim the life I wish for , the unexcpected chnages I feel my stress take over and back down. The feeeling that because I want it , doesnt mean I get to have it.No one notices thats exactly what people have become , coward, hopeless, draained of hope and chances they could easily claim. Even the tiniest of change of mind can grant you what you wished in the silence. Just like Emily's Dickinson's poem "Robin":

"The robin is the one

That interrupts the morn

With hurried, few, express reports

When March is scarcely on.

The robin is the one

That overflows the noon

With her cherubic quantity,

An April but begun.

The robin is the one

That speechless from her nest

Submits that home and certainty

And sanctity are best."

People forget to persue and chase, they leave their dreams to the others believing the sky is packed and they don't have space to fly.

-Dorkxoxo