I have spent the night here so many times, I should probably leave a toothbrush and some toothpaste. Maybe I should also leave some clothes to wear for the next day. The intentions change, but that feeling I get within the pit of my stomach never does. I should not be here, yet I always find myself returning back to this strange place, along with that nauseous feeling within the pit of my stomach. There was one intention, whom I had a tremendous affection for, but she could not get right with herself. You know the type; thinking about thinking, then thinking some more about thinking. What a self-depriving and tedious task, these types must live through; loving and craving every attention seeking moment within it. We really should not give these types of sheeple a hard time, as their gods have already punished them, by giving them the life they are currently living. Or, they have already punished themselves, by choosing the life they are currently living. I am sure you are wondering what or where this place is, I am referring to. Well, it is not an actual physical location, as much as it is a place hidden within one’s inner self. It is a dark place within your chest cavity. A dark place where all of your rejected intentions, permanently go to hibernate for the rest of your life. I have experienced many rejected intentions, too many to remember. I used to take these types of intentions personal, as these days I no longer take anything personal. Sometimes, it can be challenging, when there is an intention, which wants nothing to do with you. It will look directly into your eyes, and this intention will look past you, as though you do not exist. This intention wants nothing to do with you. I have been here before many times. I sometimes think it is going to be different, but it never is. I would like to know the truth hiding within one’s intentions, as I am seeking this truth hidden within mine. This is one of the reasons, as to why I live within my own atmosphere. I rarely come out of it, and I rarely allow anyone to come in to disturb me. Comfort of the heart, the mind, and the soul, are of the utmost importance. This can be especially true, when one finds comfort within their own heart. The heart is a fragile love, a love which needs to be nurtured and cared for. It cannot be abused, nor should it ever be ignored. Now, this is when the true magic happens; giving your heart to an affection of yours, and it is ignored. This is how you know the true intentions of your offered affection. Whatever the results may be, it is important to accept them, and to thoroughly move on with your life. Look at your life as a sensitivity experiment; when each intention passes, the next intention will be easier to withstand. Building up your tolerance, is the best exercise for the heart, mind, and soul. If you are living within this vibration, you will experience many intentions throughout your lifetime. It is important to keep in mind, that it is not the intention you have to pay attention to, as it is the way you react to the intentions you are presented with. In this life, one can only control the reaction to an experience, not the actual experience itself.
Directly into Your Eyes
Published by ggkalfas
G.G. Kalfas is an American born author and publisher. He is also the noted author of many books, which encompass his experiences within life and death, as these experiences are displayed through the subject matter of his short stories. His intention for writing these books, is to display the importance of philosophy and psychology, as they play an integral part of the development contained within the experience of the human condition. Within his development, G.G. was compelled towards music, poetry, art, philosophy, and psychology. He was also the lead guitarist in a Houston based metal band, as well as the owner of an underground art gallery. He now spends his time writing about the darkness within the human expression, while exploring the hidden knowledge contained within the depths of life, death, and what may or may not exist beyond human consciousness. View all posts by ggkalfas
