CARRYING TIME

    The universe works in mysterious ways. And as i grew up and experienced experiences, it left me angry or unhappy or resentful. It just depended on the situation and how it didn't work in my favor. I was the victim, 'the universe just apparently didn't want me happy' was selfish mindset that was once a resident in my brain.  In time when the space became available for me to sit in my thoughts and process, accept and move on from x,y,z... that is when the reality hit.  Because over analyzing everything is just the way my brain works  it was realized if something was meant to be it would be. If he loved me then he'd be loving me, if I was meant to get that show, i would have got the show. That weekend love affair with the boy who has a boyfriend, who will never leave his boyfriend...what ever the situation was that i was in, ultimately if it was meant to be.. it would have.   Its quite simple.  And i think that the simplicity of it what we as a society fear the most. Cause this bruises our egos and flairs our insecurities. And who is the universe to say i don't deserve something?  When really it has nothing do with any of that.   Timing is everything. If it is meant to be the timing would be right and The universe would agree but if isn't right then that right is still to come for you, for me...   It very easy to be at the knees of the universe and ask why. Why did they pass? why didn't he pick me, why did i get fired, why did i loose everything? why did i x, y ,z?    Timing is everything, don't get angry at it, don't blame it, just appreciate it, listen to it and take it all as lessons. I mean thats what life is all about isn't it?   After Swag did this piece on my arm, he later gifted me with an a pocket watch of his own. Now what is interesting most is this exact particular pocket watch he gifted me with,  was not in the company of us when he tattoo'd me.  He had other ones and pictures, What we found weird was that this particular pocket watch ironically looks exactly like the one he tattooed on my arm.  

 

The universe works in mysterious ways. And as i grew up and experienced experiences, it left me angry or unhappy or resentful. It just depended on the situation and how it didn't work in my favor. I was the victim, 'the universe just apparently didn't want me happy' was selfish mindset that was once a resident in my brain.

In time when the space became available for me to sit in my thoughts and process, accept and move on from x,y,z... that is when the reality hit.  Because over analyzing everything is just the way my brain works  it was realized if something was meant to be it would be. If he loved me then he'd be loving me, if I was meant to get that show, i would have got the show. That weekend love affair with the boy who has a boyfriend, who will never leave his boyfriend...what ever the situation was that i was in, ultimately if it was meant to be.. it would have.

 Its quite simple.  And i think that the simplicity of it what we as a society fear the most. Cause this bruises our egos and flairs our insecurities. And who is the universe to say i don't deserve something?  When really it has nothing do with any of that. 

Timing is everything. If it is meant to be the timing would be right and The universe would agree but if isn't right then that right is still to come for you, for me... 

It very easy to be at the knees of the universe and ask why. Why did they pass? why didn't he pick me, why did i get fired, why did i loose everything? why did i x, y ,z?  

Timing is everything, don't get angry at it, don't blame it, just appreciate it, listen to it and take it all as lessons. I mean thats what life is all about isn't it? 

After Swag did this piece on my arm, he later gifted me with an a pocket watch of his own. Now what is interesting most is this exact particular pocket watch he gifted me with,  was not in the company of us when he tattoo'd me.  He had other ones and pictures, What we found weird was that this particular pocket watch ironically looks exactly like the one he tattooed on my arm.  

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