emotions

In essence, all of our words evoke, develop, and bring forth our reality. We always have the power to choose our words and our reality.

When we hold-on to someone's imperfections we become emotionally pair-bonded to their maladies.

You are the observer who watches your emotions as they push, pull and stretch you.

I always stopped myself from crying because I wasn't allowed to feel my "bad" emotions. I've learned that there is no such thing as bad emotions. To expand is to feel everything because they are part of being human. Never resist your true feelings because then you're resisting yourself and your chance to grow.

The thing you let Die within when you are Alive, will be carried with your Soul after Death.

Here all great emotions decay: here only little, dry emotions may rattle!Do you not smell already the slaughter-houses and cook-shops of the spirit? Does this city not reek of the fumes of slaughtered spirit?Do you not see the souls hanging like dirty, limp rags? _ And they also make newspapers from these rags!Have you not heard how the spirit has here become a play with words? It vomits our repulsive verbal swill! _ And they also make newspapers from this verbal swill.They pursue one another and do not know where. They inflame one another, and do not know why. They rattle their tins, they jingle their gold.They are cold and seek warmth in distilled waters; they are inflamed and seek coolness in frozen spirits; they are all ill and diseased with public opinion.All lusts and vices are at home here; but there are virtuous people here, too, there are many adroit, useful virtues.

I can push everything into the dark.But it leaves me empty.And the dark always ends up finding me in my sleep

I was afflicted with a familiar attack of discovering my own loneliness. From time to time I suffer this emotional attack, especially when I am happy, when I have succeeded at something, and on those rare occasions when I am pleased with myself. Immediately, a gentle and soothing sorrow engulfs my entire being.

Not obedience or feelings or respect, there is only one thing which people take seriously at all time and its "money".

In the economy of the body, the limbic highway takes precedence over the neural pathways. We were designed and built to feel, and there is no thought, no state of mind, that is not also a feeling state.Nobody can feel too much, though many of us work very hard at feeling too little.Feeling is frightening.

Our thoughts, feelings and whereabouts: Food we dish up on plates called photographs and status updates; to feed Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, etc.; beasts with insatiable appetites.

I'm simply saying that our deepest thoughts, desires and preoccupations manifest themselves in art, whether we intend them to or not. That's what art is for; it's not cerebral, it's emotional.

When we have the same thought again, the line of the original thought is deepened, causing what's called a memory trace. With each repetition the trace goes deeper and deeper, forming and embedding a pattern of thought. When an emotion is tied to this thought pattern, the memory trace grows exponentially stronger.

The mind complex is that portion of the individual being which reflects (like a mirror) the in-pourings of the spirit and the up-pourings of the light body complex. It is where we experience the thoughts, instincts, feelings, emotions, awareness, etc.

Our vibration depends upon what we are thinking, feeling and acting. You have two choices, one is to flow with the chaotic frequencies of the world and feel hopeless, or decide what and how you want to feel.

The animals haven't split apart into what they think and what they feel. They are whole and trust in their instincts.

Poetry has saved me on occasions when people couldn't.

The more exclusive you make yourself in thought and emotion, the more excluded from life you become.