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WATER


WATER: I feel like The Great Mother has a sadistic side. She seems to like it when I scream out for more pain and when I beg her to stop. This journey of conscious misery has me screaming out into the cosmos: "I need a challenge! I want to heal! Please create situations that will force me to look deeper within myself!" But She does it out of love. I think She enjoys seeing my quest for freedom more so than She likes to "appear" to be "punishing" me. Thanks to perspective I see how this pain and joy is actually love manifested in different forms. Because I beg for more pain in order to find joy. I guess this is why the summer solstice is in the sign of cancer; a water sign, to bring balance to the passionate heat of the sun.
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Ayumi Appledisa

I think about different things because I see life thru many perspectives or should I say I have a dodecahedron perspective. I died and came back. A rebirth. A death to my old my mind that was living in a state of misery. Misery is no longer tolerated. Onward Hercules! Read along to solve the riddle.

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