“Our worst crimes are the ones we commit against our own desire every day.” Andrea Balt
For some many years I didn’t even realize how many fragments of desire to be likable and pleasing, how many deposits of false beliefs, shells of conclusions of who I am, debris of other people’s projected illusions were dissociating me from me.
I was incompatible with me.
I though I was happy. I felt happy…in a different way than now…
Doing what’s “right” is the poison to our individuality, to our journey! Because the only RIGHT is in our GUT, in our Bones, in our Ecstasy!Share