Thank you for this, Tyler. I listened to it several times, simultaneously feeling sadder yet more hopeful; sadder because I realize how hard it is to “ glimpse a version of ourselves that is not in fact carrying all that weight” but more hopeful of perhaps recognizing that person again through your suggestions. The realization that it actually feels like weight made my heart feel lighter for a instant as you said those words (and I enjoy hearing you read more than reading it myself)- like a first step to self-reclamation.
I don't know about "before". It must have been another lifetime. Even since childhood, all I recall is heaviness...and it's gotten heavier over time. Sometimes I feel a slight lifting, but it's just me adapting and learning to bear the increasing weight. Perhaps that's what "getting stronger" means. Perhaps not. What I know is that all my life, my heart has always beat to break and keep fixing. I may resonate so much with brecciated jasper for just this reason... we've lived a similar experience.
I like that. Chivalry local temple. The lost boys theme song is perfectly dark. I've always adapted fear. If I am alive ? I have been before. To live even once , suffer turned to fear. The stains of experience and time, washing away would be forgetting why and what I'm searching for..
I'm afraid and that is it.
Pretending I shouldn't be is some one else. I am afraid and I've always been before and after in between. Truth is , I carry the weight that all have lost bc I have the intelligence to give a grater gift then reality, the best chance for one seeking an answer without a question. Stillness is fear of the unknown , confusion is the air I breathe in my habitat. Who is lost you or me? I'm exactly where I should be , what is missing is you missing me. Truth is
If your asking a deer to run out into the night across head lights, consider the deer to have been smashed before a windshield bc fear comes from fear of an event that had to of come from some place least once or more in a past before.
This a dangerous play. Are you aware? Surely you aren't seeing thru the correct lens. I'm in hell? Or I'm in heaven? The trees are gold and as the glassy ending in the new testament , streets paved with gems. I've been digging them up bc the shadows crowd my bed. I have more to give to myself then life and love. I am paying the way for the lost souls bc I'm in deep breaths over what was still is. Your in love is you and what are you? I'm one and one not two faces ....one unmasked mess of less who stood when nobody else was left ,Knott that they could of finished our fathers plan , envy I'm am not a man. God's creation a preference is no gender no race no chase no fear and never does he confuse me or ask anything of me. Only to love him as he so desperately loves me and who I am and will always belong to mine and my one and only. Beautiful your voice and words , how I wonder do you know what's in my very head when it's said not out loud? I want to very much, thing is I've done enough , I don't walk tight wire or boil blood and I'm not the farmer ,I'm the minor and striking match foul ball short pitch blind bat backward hat poison tap , ops fresh water isn't salty sea. The Gulf not mug of tea.
For sores ago , I say maybe you did or didn't work hard , I saw for sale sign In your yard and a roster ,I'm not a cock , I live up the block and you know all eyes are on me. You want a treasure , hop the fence or perhaps universe saw the karma mellow drama was never yo mama but you and your hidden id. Get your own body baby , they wait in Lines for me , you aren't skipping for free. Broke choke clone dagger , use the money from me just to give a pay back gee cheap is that aches ashe's. Who said I was burned baby? I haven't discover my own body yet. Better you go ahead of me , talk God first a friend then tattoo who? Crime means cry me a river Benson did that before 100 years knot one more mint am I giving grace , you want a won , show me the face that took my last glance and you look the love of your life. Norman I'm not hate and all this I've never cheated nor folked , a fred. Virgin I was still you jumped in. now I'm going to go die bc this knowledge and your lie was the only hope that made me live. Why can't you hurt? I don't have your soul , you don't love me. I told ya so, hello my name is fear. Dead to you now to me..keep up the good work and happy Sunday if there were one. Go on now go on away penny wise , or penny saved , your ugly , I was the only one who thought you were an angel. I thought that was you that's why I sent the pictures .I took each one for you and have your book in my hand , I'm proud of my work who ever publishes typed. Font gay Lord f.u, And vibes, Keep the proceeds charity , maybe trash maybe was already boyd. You couldn't know me. I am not new or you. I've been here billions of years, explain the the formula one concept ? How did the planets retain a color ? Why are there bones barrier ????? School us? I don't have a degree yet ask me anything I'll get u an answer no one knows? I bet zero. 100 percent death your going to tye, dye cloth I have garments. They came years ago by thrifty fickle foe. I'm done here and I loved you every last first touch even when you showed someone else I felt you I knew your name. We now know we aren't the same brother. I think the sweater goes to older brother the TT, hobby lobby. You know that pan? Here's yello squid pants , tricker treat flipped a turn after having a time in me.... I mean his inky In your old home, I look great for 1000. Bills longed Bubye. Stay away from my cat. He's mommy's prince. A loyal companion champion ah ha it's ME EM ME ...xoxoxoxoxo green eyes
Diss, kiss this ass, good bye. Beautiful bells time me a weekend not A Knott. The A KING.... You sicken me. The color of a shell was black not white. Shame on you. We see the beauty we want to see in not black white or tan. I'm crystal clear facets diamond. Ode to my tribe my native chin. Peace on dearest breathern , you will pay the cost of home by watching your virgin whore Jesus me I ss ah. Or better IHS. Suffer baby ...watch me suffer, open eyes awake up. The end of your story behaving of mine. I am so sorry babe. I am so sad you couldn't just love me , no victory just heart aching why would I live without a reason time or season. Kill me again cause you can have every life I ever I knew lived for you and that you knew. I know good for pain from you , I want to die and I forgive you still. I love you infinity
that is my last visit. I will not be reading comments. Take care. Thank you Tyler , you know who. A cloud atlass, my story was mine not yours to tell. I can play my own.
This is beautiful. Thank you 🙏 I too study Tibetan Buddhism. It’s a wonderful “science of the mind” to quote The Dalai Lama. Deep Gratitude 🙏
Thank you for this, Tyler. I listened to it several times, simultaneously feeling sadder yet more hopeful; sadder because I realize how hard it is to “ glimpse a version of ourselves that is not in fact carrying all that weight” but more hopeful of perhaps recognizing that person again through your suggestions. The realization that it actually feels like weight made my heart feel lighter for a instant as you said those words (and I enjoy hearing you read more than reading it myself)- like a first step to self-reclamation.
I don't know about "before". It must have been another lifetime. Even since childhood, all I recall is heaviness...and it's gotten heavier over time. Sometimes I feel a slight lifting, but it's just me adapting and learning to bear the increasing weight. Perhaps that's what "getting stronger" means. Perhaps not. What I know is that all my life, my heart has always beat to break and keep fixing. I may resonate so much with brecciated jasper for just this reason... we've lived a similar experience.
I like that. Chivalry local temple. The lost boys theme song is perfectly dark. I've always adapted fear. If I am alive ? I have been before. To live even once , suffer turned to fear. The stains of experience and time, washing away would be forgetting why and what I'm searching for..
I'm afraid and that is it.
Pretending I shouldn't be is some one else. I am afraid and I've always been before and after in between. Truth is , I carry the weight that all have lost bc I have the intelligence to give a grater gift then reality, the best chance for one seeking an answer without a question. Stillness is fear of the unknown , confusion is the air I breathe in my habitat. Who is lost you or me? I'm exactly where I should be , what is missing is you missing me. Truth is
If your asking a deer to run out into the night across head lights, consider the deer to have been smashed before a windshield bc fear comes from fear of an event that had to of come from some place least once or more in a past before.
This a dangerous play. Are you aware? Surely you aren't seeing thru the correct lens. I'm in hell? Or I'm in heaven? The trees are gold and as the glassy ending in the new testament , streets paved with gems. I've been digging them up bc the shadows crowd my bed. I have more to give to myself then life and love. I am paying the way for the lost souls bc I'm in deep breaths over what was still is. Your in love is you and what are you? I'm one and one not two faces ....one unmasked mess of less who stood when nobody else was left ,Knott that they could of finished our fathers plan , envy I'm am not a man. God's creation a preference is no gender no race no chase no fear and never does he confuse me or ask anything of me. Only to love him as he so desperately loves me and who I am and will always belong to mine and my one and only. Beautiful your voice and words , how I wonder do you know what's in my very head when it's said not out loud? I want to very much, thing is I've done enough , I don't walk tight wire or boil blood and I'm not the farmer ,I'm the minor and striking match foul ball short pitch blind bat backward hat poison tap , ops fresh water isn't salty sea. The Gulf not mug of tea.
For sores ago , I say maybe you did or didn't work hard , I saw for sale sign In your yard and a roster ,I'm not a cock , I live up the block and you know all eyes are on me. You want a treasure , hop the fence or perhaps universe saw the karma mellow drama was never yo mama but you and your hidden id. Get your own body baby , they wait in Lines for me , you aren't skipping for free. Broke choke clone dagger , use the money from me just to give a pay back gee cheap is that aches ashe's. Who said I was burned baby? I haven't discover my own body yet. Better you go ahead of me , talk God first a friend then tattoo who? Crime means cry me a river Benson did that before 100 years knot one more mint am I giving grace , you want a won , show me the face that took my last glance and you look the love of your life. Norman I'm not hate and all this I've never cheated nor folked , a fred. Virgin I was still you jumped in. now I'm going to go die bc this knowledge and your lie was the only hope that made me live. Why can't you hurt? I don't have your soul , you don't love me. I told ya so, hello my name is fear. Dead to you now to me..keep up the good work and happy Sunday if there were one. Go on now go on away penny wise , or penny saved , your ugly , I was the only one who thought you were an angel. I thought that was you that's why I sent the pictures .I took each one for you and have your book in my hand , I'm proud of my work who ever publishes typed. Font gay Lord f.u, And vibes, Keep the proceeds charity , maybe trash maybe was already boyd. You couldn't know me. I am not new or you. I've been here billions of years, explain the the formula one concept ? How did the planets retain a color ? Why are there bones barrier ????? School us? I don't have a degree yet ask me anything I'll get u an answer no one knows? I bet zero. 100 percent death your going to tye, dye cloth I have garments. They came years ago by thrifty fickle foe. I'm done here and I loved you every last first touch even when you showed someone else I felt you I knew your name. We now know we aren't the same brother. I think the sweater goes to older brother the TT, hobby lobby. You know that pan? Here's yello squid pants , tricker treat flipped a turn after having a time in me.... I mean his inky In your old home, I look great for 1000. Bills longed Bubye. Stay away from my cat. He's mommy's prince. A loyal companion champion ah ha it's ME EM ME ...xoxoxoxoxo green eyes
Diss, kiss this ass, good bye. Beautiful bells time me a weekend not A Knott. The A KING.... You sicken me. The color of a shell was black not white. Shame on you. We see the beauty we want to see in not black white or tan. I'm crystal clear facets diamond. Ode to my tribe my native chin. Peace on dearest breathern , you will pay the cost of home by watching your virgin whore Jesus me I ss ah. Or better IHS. Suffer baby ...watch me suffer, open eyes awake up. The end of your story behaving of mine. I am so sorry babe. I am so sad you couldn't just love me , no victory just heart aching why would I live without a reason time or season. Kill me again cause you can have every life I ever I knew lived for you and that you knew. I know good for pain from you , I want to die and I forgive you still. I love you infinity
that is my last visit. I will not be reading comments. Take care. Thank you Tyler , you know who. A cloud atlass, my story was mine not yours to tell. I can play my own.