SIMPLICITY STANDARDS & SENSUALITY
Peace is what you prioritise by letting go of anything that repeatedly causes chaos.
There comes a point where you realise peace isn’t something you find…
it’s something you already are and therefore must protect.
And most of us weren’t taught how to protect peace.
We were taught to keep the peace… people pleasers Nice uppers, perfectionism, drink to avoid reality, get stoned and run away from reality. Over work, overthink and over all be a blind unkind asshole to our self. We put others needs first. We care about the wrong things. We lack discipline, sit around moaning and whinging and over sharing all day just to attempt validate your own irrelevancy, vacuity and morally bankrupt emptiness. Sad. Very sad to have not fulfilled your potential. But you can always choose differently.
Peace is a simple return to your self, fullness, quality, cut out the victimhoods, cease the reaching and whatever you do, DO NOT lose ourselves in the process.
Slow turn to grow up.
Cease the Wah Wah noisy dominating mansplaining.
Cease following the crowd. Cease being a yes doormat to that bully boss, bully partner or unlistening unkind, assholes.
You start to see life simply and clearly. Two ears, two eyes, one mouth. Creators ratio. Use discerningly. If you can.
The rambunctious, point less arguing that goes nowhere.
The greedy relationships that only take. Drain you dry.
The moments you said yes when your whole body was screaming no. Why even do that?
The times you stayed quiet just to avoid challenges… which never become conflict anyway in intentional relationships.
Giving up your true self to support the chaos, crisis and ceaseless none sense I. Your partner, while slowly creating turmoil inside yourself.
And maybe the hardest truth… how often we abandoned our own needs, our own voice, our own boundaries… just to belong somewhere that never truly felt right. Why even gang around the noisy and nosy drunks and stoners? The lost in living happy flappers wasting energy on their bar stool fools.
Why give up like that? Why live such a half life and call it living? Why attach to thinking you are irrelevant anyway? Old age? Decrepit? Lack of self knowledge? Ignorant? Who knows. Once you realise who and what you need moment to moment you won’t get sucked into the basal trap of people pleasing, perfectionism and a closed and cloistered small minded life ever again. You’ll realise I’m the one to create my self a better life. No drama. No entitlement. No picking boring battles with limited bimbos and illiterate meat heads. Let them be. Be kind of course, just let them wither off the vine like the dried up grapes of their own inner wrath.
That’s where the shift begins. Knowing what you deserve. Knowing what you don't want. And then creating it with aligned communities.
Not in fixing or pandering to everyone else…
not in waiting for the world to change…
but in choosing, moment by moment, what you will no longer tolerate.
What you will no longer carry.
What you will no longer trade your peace for.
If it costs you your peace it is too expensive. Move on and do not ever open that entitled door ever again. Let them be.
Because peace isn’t passive… it’s a decision.
Sometimes an easy one. Sometimes a simple one. Sometimes on a hard one. Sometimes a lonely one. But always a powerful one.
And when you start honouring that… you return to fullness, you remember peace, not by creating it, but by letting go of everything that is not peace full.
Like entitled supremists.
Like racist assholes.
Like misogynistic mansplainers.
Like depressed old boy sexist clubs.
Like anxiously ungrounded happy clapping spiritual woo woo cults.
Like intellectually elevated cloistered narrow life specialised klutzes. Boring. Bland. Beige. One dimensional. Trapped in various stages of tired beliefs and dogma of irrelevancy.
Stuck.
Staid.
Limited.
Mostly benign.
Mostly head attached straight and narrow boredom. Small sleepy tired minds in smaller villages just trying very very hard to stay awake or alive. Doing their best of course, but let’s be honest, that best is often really low bar short. Pretty ordinary and irrelevant tbh. But if that floats their panic at the disco boat, let them be. Let them go on Cracking rocks. Arguing. Mass debating. Wasting what precious energy they may have left on earth… stuck up in heads of unfulfilled stress and worry and dis ease… panic merchants vacuous verbosity and leaking loosely all around many towns with their latest creamy custard. project… not partners.
Fuck sticks not keepers.
Flippant war monger sucked into perpetual crisis not peace full use full wonder full co creators.
Simply beware of the limited entitled elevated ones. The holier than thou liars who cheat and steal. And thats only on Sunday whilst they repent buy donations… go say a few “what the fucks”and your farter who art in the pubic house will forgive you your hole weak of crap ewe stuffed up on…
drink to that!
Shot! Pissed! Stoned! Lepar! Drunk! Pro duck TIVE? Busy body? Kindly erudite?
Ffs
All flavours. Life. Savers. People will all realise whenever they are good, and ready!
Enough is enough.
Right now.
And you, me. we, us already are.
So realise what?
There is absolutely nothing to realise.
Once we get out of our own way… get out of the way of our own attached thinking minds… 🤣🎉😂♾️✅💕🙏
Seriously,
just let it be.
Mother Mary whispered words of wisdom…
Simply,
Let It Be. 🙏
