I wouldn't react to it if a part of me didn't believe in it.

If someone tells me I don't measure up in some area and I react to it strongly, then it's likely that a part of me believes in what has been said...

And when I react angrily or in an irritated manner, I'm likely casting blame for something that actually exists within me.

Individual Navigation

We all have our own paths to navigate. We each start at various points in space. We sometimes assume others have traveled our same path. We sometimes assume when we run into someone else along our personal journey that the darkness on the ground belongs to the other.

So how can we elucidate what's our shadow and what is someone else's shadow? If my shadow lands on someone, how can I tell I'll be able to see it clearly, and claim it as my own?

Creative Tension?

Perhaps the collisions that we experience with others in our lives, the people we interact with, it's this tension that allows for creation of a new thing. When the heart breaks a little, perhaps a little something from within seeps out and we're transformed little by little each time we touch that inner thing.

Cesspool

Cut to the quick
A deer in headlights
I flee to lick my wounds
A pain never fully expressed
A cesspool continues to grow

If There really Is a Collective Unconscious

If there really is a collective unconscious, then the most important thing is to learn how to get over our own personal shit for the sake of the whole. Learning to soften our own attitudes in order to decrease the aggression in the world would be part of the goal. Learning to acknowledge any hidden aggression would also be part of the goal. To live courageously, releasing aggression born out of fear would be the goal.

The Hardest and Easiest Thing

The hardest and easiest thing is falling in love and rolling with what happens. Things kind of just unfold and we go for a ride, making things easy. Though the ride itself reveals all, making things hard, forcing us to face ourselves and our partners: Union in the nude.

Tangled

The two were lying on the ground with the crowns of their heads barely grazing each other, both looking up at the stars together blissfully in each other's presence. In that space the time would pass unnoticed. Like roots of a tree creeping through the earth, their hair had grown towards each other. Each bit of hair carefully weaving with the hair of the other. By the time they had awaken from their revelry, they knew not what had happened. They struggled and struggled to free themselves, creating pain on both sides. Cutting the cords would be to cut a part of themselves. Remaining entangled meant learning and growing pains while the two had to learn to walk together side by side. With the passage of time cords lengthen allowing for increased freedom on both sides. But could the two make it in a union filled with many obstacles?