Embrace your truth.

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I treat people with respect regardless of their capabilities.

I was lucky enough to be created a little more “elevated” than most.

I don’t use people.

Even though I could literally be a puppet master if I wanted to.

I can literally cause exactly what I desire to occur with my mind.

Or a single look.

99% of every move I make is orchestrated and well planned.

All of it.

And no one ever notices what I’m doing.

I was gifted with intense intuition and an acute and precise ability to pre-cognate.

I doubted my abilities for years and tried to deny them because I just wanted to be normal and have a typical human experience in this life.

But ever since I embraced what I am … the only downfall is that I can’t wear rose-colored glasses any longer. They don’t serve me anymore.

So now my struggle is this:

Do I leave people be…Or do I shake them up a bit?

Do I just stay silent and manipulate them with/without hurting them?

Sometimes…people have to be hurt a little to find the will to survive, after all.

The level I’m on has never been rivaled before in my own personal experience in whatever “reality” I’m living.

And as much power as I possess within, there is a darkness that I have to constantly fight to subdue.

The amount of control and restraint I must channel is exhausting and confining.

And the only thing stopping me from turning to darkness is my inane good nature and desire to bring light into this world, all while the blackest of nights swirl at my core.

It’s tiring.

It’s tempting.

But a true warrior doesn’t fight for just herself.

She fights for the others like her.

The others who don’t know what they are yet.

Having to be a pillar isn’t for the weak or weary.

Sounds like the ramblings of a maniac, I know.

But…maybe that’s what I am.

And I’m okay with that.

#bethelight

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Check Mate

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A funny thing happens when you are in the midst of a crazy tumultuous time in your life. It’s like the whole time you know you’re preparing to enter a storm, and you have faith that you have all you need to defeat it, and you’re optimistic about the outcome. And feel ready for it. And then you invite it to battle.

That’s how it is for me, anyway. I lay in wait for the perfect time to make a move. Like the ultimate chess game. And I’m not willing to play you unless I invite you in. But I wait for you to invite me first without even knowing it. The subtle cues. The mannerisms. The things that make your pulse go up…especially that look I give you that tells you directly right off the bat that I’m reading into your soul at every moment and you will not be able to escape the pull.

And that’s right about the time you realize fully…..that you’ll never be able to conquer or defeat me, no matter what move you make against me.

Because even when I lose, I find a way to turn it into a win.

That’s my power.

Check Mate.