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Her Deeply Seeded Sense
Her Deeply Seeded Sense
My mistake
was in
only trusting
perfection.
I loved her
for what
I wanted her
to express.
She
turned out
to be the fruit
of a tree
I would spend
half a century
trying
to chop down.
Her forest
was hemlocks,
and the poison
was
her the roots.
But,
it was
the shadow
of her own nature
that caused
her deeply seeded
sense.
My mistake
was in
only trusting
perfection.
I loved her
for what
I wanted her
to express.
She
turned out
to be the fruit
of a tree
I would spend
half a century
trying
to chop down.
Her forest
was hemlocks,
and the poison
was
her the roots.
But,
it was
the shadow
of her own nature
that caused
her deeply seeded
sense.
Published 14th May 2023
Author's Note
The truth simply understands from a comprehensive sorta way.
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12th Jun 2023 8:13pm
Turtle this is a fucking gem. You’ve written on this subject in the past, the grief and heartbreak… but this quiet acceptance and internal reconciliation to a truth is gorgeous. Really.
12th Jun 2023 10:42pm
Actually, this concept came from a discussion you and I had early on. I had to rework, reframe, rewire my own hyper attenuation.
But, first I had to shorten the script, take out the extra metaphors, and realize that even my life is not about me. This freed me up not to take personally other people's semi perceptions.
Others are only talking to themselves.
Just because I can hear them doesn't make what they say about me.
That felt freeing. Thanks.
But, first I had to shorten the script, take out the extra metaphors, and realize that even my life is not about me. This freed me up not to take personally other people's semi perceptions.
Others are only talking to themselves.
Just because I can hear them doesn't make what they say about me.
That felt freeing. Thanks.
