Better

 

Your the cream of the crop.

Your a cut above.

Never give someone the satisfaction of handling you with kid gloves.

If they want to leave then let them.

Don't beg.

Don't pursue.

Don't try to reason with them.

They are not worthy of you.

Never argue with them.

For they are beneath you.

You are a treasure.

Always do your best to remeber that fact.

You are  highly valued.

You are where it's at.

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HLH© 9/29/22

Do not disturb

 

If your not pouring into me then your draining me.

If your not being a compliment to the experience that is me then you are complicating me.

If you not inspiring me then you distracting me.

If you don't believe in me then leave me.

My path is righteous and course is clear.

If you can't aide and assist me then  disappear.

I have a vision.

Close your eyes if you do not want to see.

I need love that is sincere.

If don't understand the assignment then please just disappear.

Leave alone and let me be.

I don't need your sympathy.

All I need is authentic 

L-O-V- E.

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HLH©9/24/22

So real

I've come so far in my journey.

Sometimes I can hardly believe it.

Sometimes when I'm all alone I sit back and reflect on things.

I can't believe on how green I used to be.

I would believe "anything" "anyone" told me.

I took everything at face value without ever once acknowledging my own value.

I just used to naively just used to listen and believe meaninglessness word.

That all changed the day I decided to seek truth in all it's forms.

I awakened from docile slumber.

No more fairy tales and fantasy land for me.

No more just taking anyone's word.

No going back and believing that Sylvester never catches Tweety bird.

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HLH© 9/1/22

Planted

It all begins with the soil.

It holds under pressure and nurtures the seed.

Fertile soil will provide all you need.

Its supply will never deplete.

Life comes from it.

It can produce shade or bare fruit.

The fruit can be bitter or it can be sweet.

The soil never lies.

The love always show.

Pro tip.

Don't waste time watering things that will never grow.

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No regrets.

It didn't turn out the way I planned it but it happened anyway.

I'm over what if.

I past if only 

I accept what is.

No need to examine the broken shards. 

Its over and done.

I suffered a defeat but in that I know a victory can still be won.

The circumstances were beyond my control.

I no longer fear the word loose.

I have a new to  plan.

I have a new perspective.

I make my own rules.

I choose.

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HLH 8/23/22

Peacefully

 

Some situations can be solved by letting themselves solve themselves.

Everything doesn't require an initiate response.

Less is always more.

Avoid the conflict.

Avoid the battle.

Avoid the war.

Let peace fill you.

Let peace guide you.

Choose it consistently and the better off your life will be.

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HLH© 8/11/22

Nobody

 

You feel like your running in circles?

You ever feel like as if your not quite hitting your mark?

You feel unsure of exactly where or how to start?

 Its an uneasy feeling.

It's a desolate space absolutely devoid of any light.

It feels like sinking into

 an abyss.

Have you ever?

Has anyone out there ever felt like this?

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HLH© 7/28/22