Princess Arabia

When we die do we realize who we were when we were alive. I don't need the "we don't die" or the "we are already dead" comments. For example: When I die, and go back to the void, will I remember my life now. We say we will recognize ourselves as the Creator/Source/God, whatever the name is, but will I realize that I was living as a human with an ego and a regular life even though we say it's a dream. Will I awaken and say something like, "wow, that was a fucking ride, or wow what a nightmare, or wow thank God i woke up, or whatever the hell i'll say. Bottomline, will I know myself as who I thought I was with all the stories and all. I understand the no-self stuff and the I am everything stuff, but how does that work when I die, does anything remain as in the Universe and "others"?

Leo is smart and knows psychology so beware. Not because you see him as average looking. It also takes wit and charm amongst other personality traits.

I have a challenge for you and anyone else. Go on a dating app like Tinder, match, bumble etc. Look if you notice what the most common word you see is. What word is ,most used when describing what they are looking for. I can only speak for the men because since i'm a female I only view male profiles. And the word is.......FUN. Once, I noticed. Then I went down the line and viewed as many profiles as I could take before getting exhausted just to see; and it was the most used word on just about every profile. Fun guy looking for fun female, male looking for fun times. Looking to have NSA fun, like to enjoy life and have fun etc. So you're right consciousness just wanna have fun.

Good, that means you'll always be mine and not fall for her trap. See, you can't escape. You're entrapping yourself even more by resisting. Hehehehehe. Yeah, I'm delusional.

That is not the norm to what I usually listen to on the regular. I listen to R&B, Reggae, Some Soft and Alternate, Grunge, Rock like Pearl Jam, Candlebox, Smooth Jazz (mostly when chillin'). That Enigma right there is my all time favorite album and will never go out of style for me and is like a million dollar painting that you would cherish and bring out on special occasions. I really do love making out to it as it brings out a special kind of sexiness and feeling in me that is out of this world, so I don't really have anything else like it on the menu. It is in a class of it's own.

OMG, that is beautiful. Wish I had a picture of that on my wall....moving in 3d just like that.

Yeah, that's why I loovvveeeeee you, you're bald and reminds me of my hubby. Only thing you're not short and fat enough. Seriously, though, that was a long time ago and I was in my very early twenties. My daddy was short and balding and my mommy tall and beautiful. I was probably attracted to that dynamic, as they say young girls look for a papi-figure. He was 10yrs my senior at the time. My taste has since changed as now look for the intellectually stimulating as you do to me. It turns me on. Yes papi, talk to me. Yum, yum. Stimulate ny erogenous labia mind into ecstacy, my love, lmao.

Be careful of your Jack Black style, though, as a handsome young man. It can take away from that if you're not careful and will come off as trying too hard. I know you know what you're doing from reading your posts and you seem to be emotionally intelligent and good with game, but it doesn't work for everybody. It's like a hot girl coming off desperate for attention and coming on to every man she sees. It takes away from her attractiveness. Don't try to emulate but cultivate.

I just read the blog post. I don't know why I get so much flag for what I've been saying all along when the blog post is the epiphany of what I've been saying in some of these threads about attraction. Leo is perfectly right here. Not saying Mr Black here will get all the hot girls and women will be lining up for him but he is a prime example of what looks look like for a woman. She sees a confident, authentic, dont-give-a fuck, kind of guy who isn't trying to impress her and who has a lot to offer just by being himself. Not some fat hero with a foul mouth and doesn't have any respect - no, no, that's completely different. So you can't be going around with a not giving a fuck attitude with a foul mouth and disrespecting women and looking all creepy and shit it won't work because that's not authentic, that's a show and a projection. I was married once. I met my ex-hubby when I was a stripper. He was balding with a beer belly and was much shorter than me, but he captivated me with his personality. I'm still attractive but I was really hot then, one of the hottest black strippers in a mostly white strip-club even the owner wanted to date me. So, believe me when I tell you, looks ain't that important, its the attitude that counts more, amongst other things.

Like attracts like? 😜😜😜

This is just my opinion so don't take it at face value or as something that I know for sure. I think this happens to those who didn't allow for the mental pain to surface, didn't give it recognition, didn't allow for the energy to breathe - so-to-speak. It was there crying out but was ignored. The suicidal energy. Energy that wasn't nurtured or paid attention to. So it died. Went extinct. As when you don't water a flower and it withers away. When people voice their suicidal tendencies or seek help, or become sad, or tell someone, or write about it or acknowledge it in some way or express it, that is giving it life so it lives on. That's why we can be suicidal for years and nothing happens. We have given the energy life. It is when it is suppressed that it suffocates and dies. It commits suicide like a suicidal cell in the body. When you don't see a human, but something in energetic form, that's what you see, not a person that committed suicide but a an energetic form that couldn't survive without love and attention and transforms into something else. Again that's just my take on these circumstances and I look at everything that way. Energetic forms. I don't see the human I see energy in form.

Of course, I'll feel the pain physically. Suffering is not the same thing. Suffering is after the pain is gone and healed and i get traumatized by it. The stories behind the pain. Like when we have depression or anxiety.

This is something different from what we're discussing here.

I know it was just a figure of speech.

@YaliI'll tell you a little story. Once, I had physical pain; nothing much but it was painful. I decided to test something. I detached from my body and looked at it like I was observing a tree or something. Like it wasn't mine. All of a sudden I felt no pain, but it didn't last very long because it's not something I practice. The pain was still there but I wasn't suffering from it. It was if I was observing the pain. I couldn't sustain it though, I could only do it for secs at a time. This is why I know it is possible to not suffer from pain but it takes lots of practice to sustain.

I guess it takes for Leo to give you an answer for you to be comfortable with and agree with. Until then you will fight me to the core.

Ok. You just have the same meaning to the two different words as I do. I look at pain as physical and suffering as mental, even though they are one of the same. Having pain and suffering the fact that you're in pain to me is totally different. Very subtle. You can still suffer long after the pain is gone. We don't have to get into this as we won't see eye to eye on this even though I get where you're coming from. I just have a different look on it. You can have physical pain without suffering and you can suffer without having physical pain. The suffering is the mental stories about the pain and the physical pain is just the sensations felt, raw and unfiltered.

This is just a fantasy, fear is love. Just a defective energetic form. Infinitely more beautiful in your limited mind. Humanity couldn't flourish without fear. What would be the driving force. There's nothing to strive for if everything is seemingly perfect. Some fear is necessary for this to happen. Fear is the illusion. All is love.

@Thought ArtLol, it does sound like me tryna hit a Mariah Carey high note.

I'm the queen of music my sweets. I can even sing it too.💕

While we're at it, this is my fav make-out track. I put this on, drinking some wine, chillin' out in my fav lingerie after cooking some nice romantic dinner for two made of turkey chili, with cilantro, avocado, chopped roma tomatoes and creamy Greek yogurt on top with a delicate Caesar salad with shaved Parmesan topped all over with a creamy avocado Caesar dressing and sauteed anchovies on the side with crispy garlicky pita bread to slurp up all that chili goodness while toasting each other and sharing pita slices back and forth with arms twisted and held together like two newly weds sharing two glasses of champagne and drinking from each others' lip-smacking crystallized sparkling bubbly champagne glasses. After which I awaken to find myself naked on the bed all alone from the worst nightmare I ever had to realize I was dreaming up this luscious rendezvous and trippin'.

Wtf

We're speaking about suffering here not pain. They are two different things.

Pain vs suffering are two different things. "Most surely suffering" is your thought.

Meanwhile.....the poor stays poor.