Faces hide so much. A lifetime of unsaid words can be declared with a simple look, a simple touch. We build up all these walls, all this thick skin until it exceeds all limits and prohibits honest human interaction; what is seen on the surface is merely a fraction of all someone is. It's such a waste to live like this, so I ask of you to embark on a journey of the mind and leave your body behind. Start by stripping down the fears and the societal tiers of "he's so much better than me." Layer by layer peel away the embedded belief of beauty lies no deeper than what the eye can see. Discard all the stomach and guts because more often than not hunger strives no further than for material things and too much importance is placed on being the strongest and fighting your fight until the fat lady sings. Pull back your guarding ribs one by one until your entire chest has become undone and your beating heart is so vulnerably exposed. Now, I propose, that you let your proudly puffed chest deflate and with it discard all the hot air from cemented layers of hate. Let your legs be heavy, dead and realize all you are running from is merely in your head. Allow your arms to follow because all they reach for are material items that never satisfy the places that are ever-presently hollow. Finally, release your mind from its all too confining skull, and you are left with the most important thing: your soul.
Take a moment in this raw state to contemplate all of this you that makes up the threads of your soul. Does it feel too old? Mine often does, and so I'm told. However, I frequently jolt it back to life with sudden bolts of adventure and beautiful nonsense that comes at the expense of nothing more than feeling young and alive. Daily, I strive to maintain such pure exposure while preserving a calm and collected composure. I suggest you do the same and take note of the connotations that have become associated with your name. Does the fabric of your facade reflect the rips and patches that you can easily detect in all that make up your soul? That's the goal: connectedness through and through. A soul dissonant with a face, just won't do. There is an infinite amount of beauty in the expression of all one really is. Unfortunately, that is exactly what we miss. Vulnerability grants us the capability to deeply connect in the form of honest disclosure. However, people are too afraid of overexposure of the beliefs they hold most dear. Too often people don't realize that almost always someone is wiling to lend an ear. Discard your fear of judgement and strip down to your core. Dare to be more naked than you have ever been before. Unfortunately, in the physical world we can't walk around wearing only our inner most being; we must journey back to our vacant skin, picking up all the things that we lack and allowing this new light in.
Shake awake your legs that no longer run from your past, but embrace your future and stand strongly on a foundation that is built to last. Rub feeling into your arms and extend your fingers towards the hand that needs helping and those that are yelping in distress. Allow them to wrap endlessly around the ones you love and be full of strength to carry those who are barren of hope. Fill your stomach with a never ending hunger to reach your full potential and learn all life has to teach. Restore your bravery and guts for the fights that are a must, but acknowledge the importance of gentleness. Some battles are not won with sharp words, but are brought to victory by a kiss. Inhale deeply and once again inflate your lungs with confidence rather than arrogant pride, for pride can often serve as a painful knife in the side. Now pause. Take a moment to do nothing but listen to the rhythm of your heart. This is life. This is the source of the end and the start. Before you tuck your heart away behind the strong safety of your ribs, recognize that it is always available to be worn on your sleeve, which I believe takes an insurmountable level of courage that an honorary few possess. But your value is no less if you choose to build your ribs up around it. One by one they fit into the often impenetrable wall, that should never be too afraid to fall. Finally, return your mind to the confines of your skull, but always keep it open and understand that it can never be too full of wonderings and knowledge.
Your body has been restored and your mind has soared through space and time to find that all that really matters is your soul. I won't console you with false truths and sweet lies. The most beautiful, the most powerful connections are the ties formed from one person to another when they are both in a form of pure exposure and composure is tossed aside. Sadly, I think such a thing has died over time, but that provides no rhyme or reason not to give it a try. Let your mind, body, and soul fly. Dare to connect with yourself and with others, whether it be acquaintances, friends, or lovers. If it's a bit too much to take, simply remember that souls connected, threaded by the most finite of strings is undoubtedly the most beautiful thing.
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