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I had a long, intuitive conversation with the sold soul of someone I used to care about. I had many questions to ask this sold soul…. questions that had been left unanswered, while Ego, the ruler of this soul, was preparing a perfect pitch to sell it. This “intuitive”dialog I’m about to share with you, as the description suggests, occured at a place I visit very often. This place is my intuition….. and here’s how it went:
me:
some people feel
some others think
some use their logic
some instinct
sold soul:

me:
some trust their heart
some trust their mind
some trust their vision
yet they’re blind
sold soul:

me:
some people listen
others don’t
some will remember
some just won’t
sold soul:

me:
some
people are
like arid land
nothing will grow in them
they’re
sand
sold soul:

me:
some find things good
some find things great
some tell you now
some are afraid
sold soul:

me:
some know and say it
others wait
some insinuate
some state
sold soul:

me:
some want to be
where good things are
some go and wish
upon a star
sold soul:

me:
some say it loud
some say it clear
some have a thought
that’s not to hear
sold soul:

me:
some play for time
make others wait
to see them doubt
and hesitate
sold soul:

me:
some are a pal
some are a friend
some mean to be
some just pretend
sold soul:

me:
some can just look
right in the eyes
they know the truth
but they tell lies
sold soul:

me:
some see a face
ignore the head
just like the book
they never read
sold soul:

me:
some seem to be
in full control
but deep inside
they play a role
sold soul:

me:
some
want to look
like they don’t care
pretend they’re
calm
inside the flare
sold soul:

me:
some fill their time
with this and that
thinking they’re happy
but they’re sad
sold soul:

me:
some cover tracks
they’ve left behind them
thinking that others
will not find them
sold soul:

me:
some look so calm
on the outside
what’s burning them
they now must hide
sold soul:

me:
some cannot be
vulnerable
to them it’s not
honorable
sold soul:

me:
some never say
just what they mean
filthy with lies
yet look so clean
sold soul:

me:
some
think it’s best
to keep it locked
until one day
they run
amok
sold soul:

me:
some hide their urge
to say it loud
to voice their thoughts
to share their doubts
sold soul:

me:
some think no one
will figure out
just who they are
what they’re about
sold soul:

me:
some choose the dark
instead of sun
then they get lost
it’s no more fun
sold soul:

me:
some arid lands
will die in drought
some might be saved
by a rainy cloud!
lost soul:

me: I rest my case.
I am not sure how to exactly describe the way this dialog made me feel. All I can say is that when it was over, my own soul, my own wise counsel encouraged me to continue visiting the place I feel very connected to, i.e. my intuition, and appreciate my very clean place called my “conscience”, where I can sleep like a baby.
CLOSURE.

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Wow!!!speechless
Hope that’s a good thing! ; have a nice day….
How long have you been writing? Your posts are amazing.
I have been writing most of my life….but this blog has been there for 2 years now….appreciate your interest…
This one is tough, very tough energy.
Yup! 😉
Keep up the good work.
Thank you 😉 Will do!