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sudden realisation of the day (and perhaps week/month): we are often convinced that ‘there is someone out there waiting for us’ and that everyone certainly has a ‘special someone’ for them (see: Plato’s The Symposium: Aristophanes’ dialogue). we apparently spend all our lives searching for their ‘other half’ so that they can be ‘whole’; be a single entity. some people are so convinced by the idea that they believe they are only capable of great things when they are finally whole.
I realise that we are equally great and masterful on our own. how can we expect great things to come from our being with others if we do not believe that we ourselves are capable of achieving our goals? are we supposed to believe that our key to greatness and fulfilment lies in someone else?
we are our own persons. we shouldn’t believe that we need a partner to find happiness and greatness. I call bullshit on this whole ‘soulmates’ thing. I am going to succeed, and I am going to succeed on my own— watch me soar.
“Life is a journey of realization, which often ends in that place where dreams never begin.”
― Qosmic Qadence