7 days and counting.

Have I really been writing this blog for a week? Feels like forever, well, at least I can’t seem to summon up what it was like before in any meaningful way. Just writing my thoughts, experiences, ideas and feelings in pseudo public is such a fantastic outlet. It’s not just the writing causing these feelings of course but I’ve never felt so alive, so switched on, my brain and body just feel…. Activated. So strange that these universal concepts I’ve been writing about feel so freakishly normal, I must be driving those around me to distraction. All I will say is… It’s working, it really is. The world (universe) is changing  around me and it feels like it’s at my request. So, it may as well be.

This weekend was simply…. mind blowing, after a faltering start, it turns out that the visualization I’ve been working on presenting as a request to the universe has been accepted and facilitated. Ask me about the visuals I used, it’s cute, sexy, funny. 

She….Is….Coming.

I still can’t get my head around that concept, the world changing, mind blowing, reality twisting, beautiful catalyst for my awakening, is coming. Here. For Real.  What.The.Fuck.

I keep trying to hold that piece of news in my head and it’s like it won’t fit, the infinite dimensions of my internal imagination just cannot quite encompass something so freakishly, universally, significant.

I’m trying to work it through a tiny piece at a time but that’s not working either, my imagination keeps exploding into a myriad of choices, options possibilities, alternatives. As an example, just running the scenario of the first moment of meeting in person is on about version one hundred and fifty seven, each completely perfect in it’s own right but my mind won’t leave it alone to move onto the next part. I think that’s what makes it impossible to comprehend. Every second, every moment, has an infinite possibility, each one potentially universally significant in it’s own right. 

Breath…

I’ve been gently trembling since about 4AM, it’s not altogether unpleasant it’s an incredible physical reminder of the effect she has on me which is so mind-boggling because we’ve only really “touched” (in the truest physical sense of the word – pretty sure you know what I mean) on “one” occasion but I can see, feel, smell everything about her without even closing my eyes, literally, feel her skin under my fingers as I type this. It’s surreal, like I am here and there at the same time. Slightly concerned that the world may just fold into some kind of singularity when we are allowed to touch again. If that does happen and we inadvertently destroy the world as we know it, just know I’m sorry, I’m willing to take the risk.

Power

I keep saying that I feel we could do anything when we are together, or I can do anything when her hand is in mine. I know this can be chalked up to romanticism, brain chemicals, libido etc etc, but much like the universal super powers I’ve found and have subsequently changed my life, I’m going to call bullshit on the world of logic and see if I can’t prove it. At the end of the day, we make our own destiny, we shape our reality, every moment of every day and if I believe we can do anything, then we can, and will. Watch.this.space

Thank you crazy, sexy, beautiful, very very bad girl. Changer of worlds and universal stimulant. I am on my knees with anticipation.

Universe, what the actual fuck? Thank you, you came through even as I gave up for a fleeting moment. This shit really is starting to get real.