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Part-time feelings of being connected - the salami effect of self-love

A shredded soul might never find peace unless it finds love within.
I have a clue.
I have part-time feelings of being connected to myself and then when I think I got it, I loose it again.

I float through my existence like a feather in the wind.
I live life like I am cutting a salami, slice by slice. Slowly and steady.
Sentences I often read such as "If your mind can conceive it, you can achieve it" might actually be true. Well, they are true. But at the same time these same things that our minds conceive sometimes need some time to sink into our minds first especially when it is crowded by conditioned contraproductive thought patterns. 
Conceiving ideas and achieving wanted results takes effort, preparation and execution. And therefore require a good amount of time. 
Patience and confidence are the keys.

I have been conditioned in a way that I have to be thin in order to be attractive for example. That the way I am presently is not right. Not good. Not good enough for the standards society dictates. 
So I always felt like I have to be better. I have to stand out. I have to be someone else. Someone that I am not.

Now I realise that the real beauty of being who you are is that it is an adventure finding out about yourself. Recognizing yourself. Embracing yourself. Appreciating the skin you are the in. Appreciating your freckles, your curves, your facial features. Your bone structure.
Loving yourself to me means stopping the constant war you are fighting with yourself. Loving yourself means cooking for yourself the food you love. Buying yourself the flowers you love to have instead of waiting for someone to biy them for you. Self-love is way more than a concept. More than a life style. It is life itself. Everything we think, say and do should ultimately be fueled by and done with love.

When you love yourself
you take crap from noone
Did you hear me
I said 
When you truely love yourself
you take crap from noone
no single soul is allowed
to put you down
to put a frown on your face
to take down your crown
not even the cutest guy with the best dick in the world
Girl, 
you gotta love yourself first
against all odds
Love yourself
without conditions
Find ways to love yourself
Dare a new route
love yourself

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