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Lurkers, conversationalists, lovers and who really gives a fuck because your karma is comingÖ

He asked me why I was single, and I nearly choked on the rosemary & thyme marinated lamb shank & steamed vegetables that Iíd been chewing on as his eyes pinned me to the wall of his.

I pondered for a split second whether or not to change the subject, tell a white lie, or shoot him straight in the heart with the truth, given thatís my mode of operandi when engaging in a deep & meaningful.

Particularly, when speaking my truth as an inquiring mind is delving into mine to find synergies within his own as we engage in a dialogue to learn more about one another to establish those checkpoints that become touchstones, later on down the track.

Itís a beautiful thing to behold, when exploring the depths of another soul, knowing thereís good intentions and a shared understanding & desire to unearth the unknown, together.

Heís a beautiful creature.

Only god knows how much heartache & psychological distress Iíve endured whilst searching this earthly plane for my beloved twin flame.

I thought I saw him whilst gazing into the fluffy but light bed of mashed sweet potato that the lamb shank was lying on top of as I felt a smidgen guilty for eating meat. Evidently, my battle to fully transition to a raw diet is still a battle.

The more I eat meat, the guiltier I feel for the sacrifice that had to be made just for me to fill my belly but Iím still working on becoming a vegetarian as Iím convinced that thereís a correlation between meat, and cancer, given that meat has been flagged as being a carcinogen.

I believe its got something to do with the methodology harnessed whilst killing an animal that then makes the animal release toxins into their bloodstream, and then, we eat that toxic meat none the wiser that each mouthful is one bite closer to triggering karma for partaking in such cruelty, when we couldíve chosen something more organic & plant based.

At one point, I was convinced his mother aborted him in this lifetime, and thatís the reason why Iíve to wait until the next one, for us to cross paths again.

Noting, that this lifetime has been full of life lessons from men whoíre in need of healing from the wounds another has inflicted upon them, and they know not what their heart is for as they replay the same lessons from past relationships, whilst making me suffer for their wounds unseen, oblivious to their own internal sufferance & pain.

A relationship canít truly flourish when itís built upon that kind of framework, and we rarely come out the other side, unscathed; whilst feeling nourished or nurtured.

I told him that I was sick & tired of meeting narcissists, and he understood whilst validating his own encounters with such, and we both laughed & changed the subject, for a brief moment.

I donít think he likes the fact that I donít need him, or anyone else for that matter, particularly if all theyíre about is BS. Heís not into BS, and thatís a good thing as I kinda like his ability to soothe my raging inner tidal waves.

Donít get me wrong, Iíll help anyone to unpack their BS but I wonít be an enabler, by allowing one to project their BS onto me whilst making me suffer as thatís not healthy, and nor is it acceptable to tolerate.

I mean, when I chose to leave the father of both my children, he said you can leave with your clothes, your car and both the children, and so I did without asking him for ongoing child support, or anything else for that matter as he wasnít even capable of nurturing his own self, properly. †
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Let alone the many other children he created with other women, prior to ours. Aargh.

To be frank, I just couldnít see myself raising children with a drunkard who developed a proclivity to become extremely violent, and ever so apologetic the next morning when heíd sobered up to the fact that I refused to cover up & lie about the black eyes that shone through beneath a concealer and a darker shade of foundation, when he decided to gift me with such.

That pain still sits upon my heart but Iím not afraid of calling a spade a spade.

Albeit, itís as small as a thumbtack but itís there and Iím fully cognisant that I donít need another violent relationship as I learnt way too many lessons from that particular one, to never make the same mistake again.

Oh. The trouble we find ourselves within, and the lurker thatís been violating my rooftop will soon find himself in an awkward situation when I squirt some kind of accelerant up there, and set it alight whilst heís stalking me.

I just canít fathom the concept of others interfering in the lives of people who want nothing more to do with them, or breaching the boundaries of people they know nothing about but thatís another story, for another time.

So. I know all about the roof lurker from time gone by, and his antics are the same, noting the dogs and I arenít impressed.

On another note, we finished dinner, shared dessert and made plans to do it again, soon.

I wonder if heíll ever tone down the formality he sets between us as Iím more of a walking barefoot along the beach type or girl as opposed to donning formal dress attire, mostly.

Thereís a time & place for everything.

However, Iím definitely more comfortable sitting on a blanket with a few drinks, and a platter of crackers, soft cheese, cherry tomatoes, carrot & celery sticks & dips around a bonfire in the middle of nowhere, and hopefully thatíll be a turning point for both of us.

He loves my simplicity, and I love the calm & depth that comes from deep diving into him, and his knowing, whilst others are doing what theyíre doing, in the dark.

Luckily, we spent some time meditating & clearing the negative energy thatís been coming my way from the callous demonic so & soís who have no idea whoíre theyíre fucking with, whilst spinning lies & intentionally interfering with peoples lives. † † †
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People, they know absolutely nothing about as they attempt to portray themselves as innocent bystanders when all their dark deeds are being dragged out into the light for all to see as their guilt is determined, and judged accordingly !

I abhor people who do such things and Iíve been more than tolerant & understanding to date whilst thinking they know no better but I can see clearly.

Clear enough to see & know the evil that that cohort continue to do whilst cloaked in the dark, noting that whatís done in the dark, always comes to light.

Itís only a matter of time.

Karma, and god will always take care of such as Iím protected; ancestrally, by the light.
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