Like a pulsating vacuum swallowing sucking force, gripping its teeth, using the force of his tongue to kiss her, holding her down at the base of her neck, gripping towards through the back of her spine….this energy was familiar , yet-addictive yet woven in a womb filled with unresolved, hurts, and abuse of the past. Utilizing his time watching porn, consistently engaging in sex acts with multiple women, his amorous energy an ole’ rolling stone couldn’t compare getting his feet against a man of unprecedented passion, yet ridden through the gates of evil, an unwarranted force, that projects illusions fooling his captured in awww…… but the image he projects is far from the truth- from which the the soul operates, and its main mission is to extract all its fueling source from one lonesome victim
She tries aimlessly to please him, comforting his needs, adhering to his every request. Yet still, that’s not enough. Its mediocre at this point to him, for his only goal was to gather her soul and hold it close to him to utilize, to “feed” like a succubus jellyfish, stinging but holding her tight with his over compensated grip. She fights, she fights, for more time and more compassion, bewildered by the passionate, soft stroking, body banging, lips smacking, hair pulling, 10x orgasmic sex, that he gives so passionately- yet within days he withdraws- acts as if she doesn’t exists- shifting blame on her- for living in her emotions. This constant triangular toxic pattern of love and balance of polarities of ying/yang- what was she to do? To live unjust in the name of Loyalty or Let go?
Why wasn’t she able to recognize a pattern, a pattern for which her true self was not set out to fulfill? Why was she a target, of a such a toxic bewildering, heartbreaking, narcissistic energy, that only she could entail, oh so much. It was within the facets of her soul, that she questioned the nature of the relationship, leaving to conclude, “it was me nature”…..
For the facets of this reality come with experience, and dualities on all levels. Something that she yearned for so much, why would this reality send her vampire? Why would God send her vampires to feed on the depths of her soul, entrusted with a spirit powered by demon evil forces. For the veil of her illusion was lifted, she grafted her wombs, one by one, digging underneath…so she saw the reasoning for it all.
For her experience was based in the nuisance of experiencing the ever so passionate emotional roller coaster of love. Her attraction, to experiences, far beyond her desire, brought with it, that not many books on love, or astrology cant teach. It was wisdom. Wisdom all along carried her through each storm, each undesirable moment, that she spent pleading and begging for,…she soon began out of withdraw of it, becomes a bliss of something else. The love of self. She was no longer a victim, seeking refuge through false realities of love making filtered through an addiction to non sense. For this vampire energy could no longer penetrate the field of her stepping in the energy of her Goddess self. Nothing can surpass the pristine destine plan of the soul…. her fight, and
her drive, was there all along…