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Metro Vancouver, Canada
Joined January 2008
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Hauntology exposes contamination of the present by spectres of surreal consciousness. The occult invokes the future and past as a simultaneous encounter. Witchcraft is the art of manipulating the threshold of extrasensory casuality. #Halloween #podcast transpondency.libsyn.com/235…
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Sunsets upon the mountainside. Initiation into the twilight rituals of fire and trance. Ready the oneironauts. The sacred night shall bring forth her mysteries. Secrets whisper through the trees. When sleep comes and visions posses you… be not afraid… intrepid scout.
On the shadow side of a reluctant rainbow, there is a dark prism that merges all potential realities into one nightmarish NOW. Where fear meets the mind’s eye, you encounter a singular objective: overcome your illusions before they envelop you in madness.
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On the shadow side of a reluctant rainbow, there is a dark prism that merges all potential realities into one nightmarish NOW. Where fear meets the mind’s eye, you encounter a singular objective: overcome your illusions before they envelop you in madness.
A passageway to the unconscious Ours dreams awaken new realities I am the explorer, the intrepid scout I am lucid… I am ready…
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Bad dreams… as much I try to be zen and focus on the present, the unknown future looms and I don’t see the path forward. I feel this mystical preparation. A need to purify my psyche, heart, soul… for what? More heartache? More despair? Or something beyond my ability to believe.
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A passageway to the unconscious Ours dreams awaken new realities I am the explorer, the intrepid scout I am lucid… I am ready…
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See I assumed I was projecting the unresolved trauma of past toxic relationships onto her. Once I cleared them out the danger signals lingered. Q: Is she really as sweet as she seems? A: she is a demon, beware! I wasn't courting a lover. I merely created an adversary. Oops.
I'm an empath and I attract narcissists. No wonder my nervous system went on high alert. She thinks I'm obsessed with her and I thought she was secretly in love with me. That's what I was missing. Damn limerence clouded my judgment. Lesson: trust my intuition, protect my heart.
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I'm an empath and I attract narcissists. No wonder my nervous system went on high alert. She thinks I'm obsessed with her and I thought she was secretly in love with me. That's what I was missing. Damn limerence clouded my judgment. Lesson: trust my intuition, protect my heart.
We both have this issue. The past nine months I thought we had built a foundation of trust. But her insecurities got the better of her and blew it all up with petty manipulation tactics. I’m good. I got confirmation of her unresolved toxicity. Now she’s the one spiralling.
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We both have this issue. The past nine months I thought we had built a foundation of trust. But her insecurities got the better of her and blew it all up with petty manipulation tactics. I’m good. I got confirmation of her unresolved toxicity. Now she’s the one spiralling.
nobody warned me that when an ADHD person finally trusts you, completely, without the armor, the way they love you is unlike anything you have experienced. nobody warned me it could also be gone in a single moment if that trust breaks.1/7
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Back to back we run this track. Depart in fits and starts. Anticipation as our orbits cross. Expectations pass and lapse into rejection and regret. Finish lines reset and repeat. The illusion of chase and retreat. Of competition and defeat. Until at last we collapse as teammates.
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I broke the cycle. It was getting toxic. She tried to manipulate me. Regain her control. She can’t sleep. Limerence? Intuition says we share similar neurodivergence. That’s why we’re so drawn to each other. Her dopamine spikes when we interact then she runs for safety…
Trapped in a Catch-22 We interact. She gets flustered and runs away. So I give her space. She reinitiates. We chat. Then she ignores me. So I pull back again. Rise and repeat. This week she tries to make me jealous. Twice. Looks at me to see my reaction. I just look back.
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I always gave her space. This time I must have given her too much. Dopamine withdrawal? Jealousy? Was flirting with another guy her way of threatening to get her fix elsewhere? I call her bluff. Go ahead, try to replace me. Maybe this break will help her sort out her feelings…
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My nervous system has undergone a radical metamorphosis since this crush engulfed me. I’ve confronted dormant aspects of my psyche I’ve repressed for most of my life. Purging negative thought patterns. I feel I’ve become a better version of myself. Yet this agony persists.
I’ve been experiencing a strange “frisson” throughout my body. Mainly chest and neck with the occasional muscle spasms. Not the usual stress and cortisol. Feels like imminence. Liminality. Tension. Limerence Resonance. It’s like waiting for a diagnosis. Malignant or benign?
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I’ve been experiencing a strange “frisson” throughout my body. Mainly chest and neck with the occasional muscle spasms. Not the usual stress and cortisol. Feels like imminence. Liminality. Tension. Limerence Resonance. It’s like waiting for a diagnosis. Malignant or benign?
Trapped in a Catch-22 We interact. She gets flustered and runs away. So I give her space. She reinitiates. We chat. Then she ignores me. So I pull back again. Rise and repeat. This week she tries to make me jealous. Twice. Looks at me to see my reaction. I just look back.
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Trapped in a Catch-22 We interact. She gets flustered and runs away. So I give her space. She reinitiates. We chat. Then she ignores me. So I pull back again. Rise and repeat. This week she tries to make me jealous. Twice. Looks at me to see my reaction. I just look back.
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I don’t know what to do. This can’t go on forever. It’s eating me up inside. I can only imagine what’s it’s doing to her. She can’t sleep she says. Nether can I. All I want is some honest without these games. I don’t what’s real or what she wants or what happens next.
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The nothing I have is more than I can handle.
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Parton is such sweet sorrow.
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Today’s Quest: community book exchange I got a book from the garage sale / lemonade stand in my alley, “Dork Diaries 6: Tales from a Not-So-Happy Heartbreaker”, and then swapped it for “Outsiders: Studies in the Sociology of Deviance” – at Surrey, British Columbia
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