But the truth is, she hates the way she is.

She hates that she has a monster that she can’t control.

She hates that she does things that only makes things worse.

But it makes sense, cause she’s been though a lot.
And she never dealt with it.

She just pretend those things isn’t happen by covering them up, by drinking a lot.

Cheating on her lovers.

Eating too much.
Not giving fuck.

So some say she’s lazy, but I know she is that way because she doesn’t have her heart.

And that’s what happens when we pretend things don’t hurt.

Instead of facing the feelings, we burry them.

But what happens is the same thing that happens when you mix too many alcohol ink colours together…

You get a gross murky affect.

Which means the energy is stuck.

And that’s how people get stuck in their chakras.

Not doing the work to make sure their stories don’t get murky and doing the work to keep their frequency high….

And I get why…

It’s hard to be the silent observer of your life.

It’s hard to face feelings when you’ve never been taught how..
When feelings were always punished because children should be seen and not heard, ‘ya heard.

And that’s why there’s so many fucked up people in the world.

So many humans that don’t know how to express themselves, so they have all these low frequencies imprinting in their body field, which get converted into personality traits and habits and behaviours, that make them do these self-sabotaging things.

And we think we can fix it with quick fixes like prescriptions and shit, but in order to really change…

Like to kill those low frequency.
You really gotta gotta do a health detective assessment so you can see clearly who you really are, and then remove hidden stressors accordingly, and it’s not easy.

It requires strict discipline.

A commitment like no other.

It requires new rules.

New ways of living.
New sources of information.

New groups of friends and acquaintances.

It requires stillness.

And eace.
It requires creativity and willingness to peak inside your Forrest of sad stories.

And most importantly, for some, it will require Mary Jane.

Anyway…

I just want to say that people don’t always do mean things.

It’s just that they aren’t in control.

And so if you find yourself in a situation with some kind of crazy person…
Or a sad person.

Or an angry person.
Then just know that underneath the masks is someone really beautiful.

See them as a reflection of God, and things will work out better than they would, if you put the same mask on.

Does that make any sense?

I know this is long way to say that nothing is ever what it seems, especially human beings, but I just want it to be clear that feelings affect everything.

I I just think we need to understand that now right, now more than ever…

If you know what I mean.