Nothing personal

 If they don't know you personally don't take it personally.

It's not always about you.

Some people are spiritually dead and have purpose or meaning in their life. 

They live day to day with no clue.

They despise you for having the courage to walk your path.

That's why they take shots.

That's why they throw shade.

That's why they spread lies.

They are upset with themselves for letting the peace they want in life pass them by.

You represent that life and sickens them.

That's why they lash out.

The best way to deal with people like that is to not engage.

Just fall back and let them play themselves out.

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Lets talk.

 

Don't assume anything get the fact before you rush to judgment.

Ask me anything.

I may answer.

I may not.

It all depends upon the approach.

Just fill me in.

What's on your mind?

What's getting your goat?

I'm sure we work something out.

Together I sure we can come up with a solution.

I'm sure we can figure something out.

We can compromise or civilly agree to disagree.

We can find some common ground and meet somewhere in the middle.

We can hash this out.

We can share.

We can split.

Lets talk about it.

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Seductress

Go ahead.

I'm right here like I've been.

I know want  you want and I can make it happen.

I fulfill in ways you never imagined not conceived. 

Come to me now.

Just go with the flow.

It's just between you and me.

Know one has to know.

Its oh so wrong but I make feel alright.

Abodon all your reservations and let me entice you tonight.

That's it.

Let it all go.

Before you surrender just remember this one thing.

I fulfilled  your all your desires. 

I am your play thing.

My necture is sweet but  watch out for my sting.

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Believe it

 

Sometimes it is exactly how it looks. 

No action can be taken against it.

Nothing can be done. 

That particular battle can not be won.

All you can do is accept what is and forward.

No blame can be placed.

No fault can be traced.

It is what is. 

Just deal.

Believe it.

Their is no turning back.

That's what it is.

It's just like that.

When someone shows you who they really are believe them.

You can not change them.

You can  not evolve them all you can do is adapt.

They meant every word.

Their sorry about what was done or how you were treated.

Face the facts.

Believe it.

No what is shown to just remeber you always have a say so.

You always have a voice.

You always can control the Narrative and they way you perceive it.

The truth will always be the truth.

You just have to believe it.

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Do it

 

Nothing ventured nothing gained.

You can't experience true pleasure without a little bit of pain. 

Being cautious and taking your time is perfectly fine 

Just keep in mind that if you wait too long then you wait wrong.

Take that chance and make that move.

What if is the only thing you stand to loose.

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Asking

 

Closed mouths don't get fed.

Satisfy your curiosity simply asking.

Ask if you want to know.

Ask if you are in need.

Ask if you are finding yourself unable to get a good read on the situation.

It is up to you to inquire about all that is unclear.

Learn how to ask and miscommunication will disappear.

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Priceless

 

Their are some things money can simply not buy.

You can not put a put a price tag on the beauty of a star filled sky.

It's the small things in life that gets us by.

You can bottle and sell virtue nor integrity.

You can't finesse tranquility.

True peace and happiness is more precious than gold. 

Abundance can not be bought or sold.

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Find it.

 

Their really is a silver lining in every cloud.

You just have to know where to look.

Relax your thoughts and still your mind.

Although the situation  may seem bleak the bright side is never very hard to find.

Don't get bogged down by things that's beyond your control.

Create your own sunshine.

Learn how to spot calm amid chaos and keep in mind it can always be much worse.

Before you can find something better you must how to accept what is first.

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Thanks are in order

 

It's a wonderful feeling knowing how much you all worry about me.

 

I'm very flattered that you actually took the time to let me occupy a space in your head rent free.

It really warms my heart knowing that always watching everything I say and do.

Here's the funny thing though.

I can't say I could ever find the time to worry about you. 

You could vanish off the  face of the earth  tomorrow and I'd never be the wiser.

If talking bad about me brings joy in your life then knock yourself out.

I truly don't mind.

You need me to wonder to  in your limited space.

You love my style.

You admire my face.

Every insult is just quite nod.

It really symbolizes what you really want to be.

You and I both know....it's me. ...Thanks your too kind.

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Tell

 

Silence is golden and you have the ticket.

Don't waste words get right to it.

Your eyes already told me your story and you already new it.

I that glimmer.

I felt that pull.

It mutual from the start.

Twin flame.... perhaps.

More like destiny.

You don't even have to ask.

Everything is already.

 road mapped and set to motion.

You have my attention and eternal devotion.

Nothing you share with will ever leave my lips.

We are same journey just aboard different ships...for now.

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Rapturous

 

Learn to love in  hard times.

Acknowledge your pain but make room pleasure.

Find beauty in chaotic scenes.

It looks bad  on the surface but it's not as bad as it seems.

Practice smiling.

Lets the sunshine in.

Flash your darkest moments a big grin. 

Find your purpose.

Rejoice in your flaws.

Think unconventionally.

Love unconditionally.

After you find true happiness you'll unravel all life's mysteries.

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Petals

 

I'm a lover of nature.

I enjoy  observing beautiful things.

I'm perfectly at peace gazing upwards at an amber sunset.

Of all the wonderful sights in the world to behold nothing quite compares to a flower.

Flowers are so delicate.

Their so simple yet complex.

They are so intricate in detail.

Even similar looking varieties are not all quite the same.

They're so fragrant.

You must be patient and  oh so gentle when handling flowers.

You  approach them slowly making sure not to bruise the stem.

Handle them with the utmost of care.

Your technique must be skillful

 and steady.

Admire the buds but never try to force them open.

They will bloom when their ready.

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The remix

 

Their is nothing new under the sun.

Lighting can and does strike twice.

Last time it happened it wasn't nice.

It hurt you beyond belief but somehow you managed to survive the test.

As uncomfortable as it was it was completely nessecary.

It had happen in order to condition you for something much greater later.

Now it has resurfaced again before you.

The only difference is that this time you know exactly what to do.

Don't let pressure stress you.

Allow it to bless you.  

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Approachable

 

 

It's all in the approach.

It's just what you say but it's how you say it.

 Taste your words before you spit them out.

You attract my flies with honey.

Your disposition can be gloomy or sunny.

It's all in the approach.

Approach friendly.

Approach wisely 

Approach with caution.

Approach with care.

Approach warmly.

Approach confidently.

Approach from a place of enlightenment.

Approach with mild concern.

Practice how your approach others.

It will soon be your turn.

It's all in the approach.

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So be it.

 

I think I'm a little bit selfish.

I mean I love hogging myself to myself.

If that makes any sort of sense at all.

 I used to really want alot of friends to take to and hang out with.

I desperate for company.

I would be willing to compromise my own time and sacrifice my own interest just to fit in.

I wanted to be part of a large circle.

I was willing to pay any price.

Now I find pleasure being alone and staying in my bubble.

I encounter no hastles or troubles.

I love relaxing with my thoughts and enjoying my peace.

You can have that huge circle.

Keep your crowd.

I'd rather maintain my peace of mind.

I prefer quite to loud.

I know eventually I'll have to let a few in to accomplish some things but  for right now tranquility reigns supreme.

Sirenity is where it's at.

My circle is almost non existent and I'm just fine with that.

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Thankful reminder.

 

Never forget to be thankful for everything you have.

Never forget to be thankful for everything you've been through.

Never forget to be thankful for everyone that has ever helped you.

You should even be thankful for all your  bad experiences and for those that tried to harm you.

Without forces opposing you;you would never know how powerful  you truly are.

Be thankful for everything.

Count your blessings.

Thank the most high.

Keep a  consistent attitude of gratitude and you'll surely change your longitude and latitude.

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Infinite

 

Every day presents a new challenge and a new opportunity.

You can bold new beginnings and have climactic ends.

How far you want can go all depends.

You don't have to a ceiling.

You don't have to have an end. 

You decide on how your time is spent.

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Flawed

 

Nobody's perfect.

We all have blemishes.

We are all tarnished works of art.

We all fall short somewhere.

We're not always organized.

We all get discombobulated and out of sorts.

We all are all works in progress working toward progress.

No one has all the answer regardless of what they say.

The only goal we should strive toward is being better than we were yesterday.

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No catch.

 

Everything's not a hustle.

Everything's not a scam. 

Everyone doesn't have a hidden agenda. 

Everything's not too good to be true. 

You've just grown accustomed to people taking advantage of you.

Some people are wicked. 

Some People are ornery.

Some people are mean.

Some people are really foul.

Some people are dishonest.

Some people are phoney.

However, their are many people who are not .

You can't go through life mistrusting everyone.

All you do is be cautious and make sure that you are one of the good ones.

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Not it

 

Don't take it personally.

It's not you.

It's them.

You mind them of a peace that's beyond their grasp.

That's why you iritate them so easily.

They look at themselves in mirror and do not like what they see.

They figure their better and comprehend why can continuously rise.

They can't phathome how easy it for you to not require external support.

That's why they lash out you.

That's why they mock.

That's why they brood.

That's why they sulk

That's why complain.

That's they roast you.

That's why they complain.

They want what you have.

They that inner glow.

They want your light.

They want desperately to know how continue to succeed in areas they fail especially after they have sabotage you and set you up to fail.

They are toured souls.

They spiritually dead.

They are love deficient. 

They keep desperately trying to fill void and wanting to see how an untainted life could be.

They want to just like you.

They want to be free.

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