A Society of Island Universes

Good read. I love the comparison between flavors and their emotional counter parts. Check it out!

An Upturned Soul

Anna_Chromy_AloneAlone by Anna Chromy

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“We live together, we act on, and react to, one another; but always and in all circumstances we are by ourselves.”
― Aldous Huxley

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You ask this – You’ve being exiled to a private island, and your captors will only supply you with five foods. What do you pick? as though you consider it to be an unusual experience, an anomaly in life, one which will probably never happen. But what if it did? you prompt, offering an amuse-bouche for the imagination. Imagine a life like this… but this is life.

We’re all exiles on private islands living on restricted diets, captives of others and ourselves. And others are catptives of ours and themselves, subsisting on an equally strict regimen.

 We all feel alone and hungry.

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“By its very nature every embodied spirit is doomed to suffer and enjoy…

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I Think This Belongs To You

“I was thinking about the wounds people give us, which are not our own, but which we come to believe are our own. Which we try to heal, perhaps spend all our lives trying to heal, in vain, because they are not ours to heal. We don’t know what caused them, so we can’t cure them. We just carry them.”

Beautifully written, much better than I could write it. So very, very, true.

An Upturned Soul

From the moment we are born, not our actual physical birth, but the moment our existence enters the conscious mind of others, the moment our birth mother realises that she is pregnant and our birth father realises that his sperm has created a being, people start giving us gifts.

Those gifts are a part of themselves, not a part of us, yet they become a part of us. We absorb them. Our growing self is nurtured as much by the thoughts and feelings of the world outside the womb as it is by the nutrients fed to us inside the womb by the umbilical cord.

If those gifts are positive they give us light. We feel welcome on Earth, safe, loved, wanted, good, and we look forward to being born. If those gifts are negative they give us darkness. We feel frightened, unsafe, unwanted, unloved, bad, and we dread the…

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Losing a baby – things I’ve learned about miscarriage

The Happy Baby Project

1. You may not realise anything is wrong. You may not bleed, nor feel cramps. In fact, you may be blissfully unaware that there is a problem at all until a scan, when instead of a kicking happy baby, you see a lifeless thing floating asleep, or you see nothing at all.

2. A scan will forever be a hateful thing – rather than excitement at looking at the screen, you will always wish the screen to be turned away from you, expecting a “sorry, there’s no heartbeat”.

3. And while I’m at it, sonographers have the best poker faces in the world. Fact.

4. After the scan, there is a lot of waiting. Waiting for further scans, waiting for tests. Waiting to miscarry naturally or waiting for pills to make you miscarry. Then there is waiting for appointments, waiting for operations to remove tissue. Finally there is waiting for your period to…

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