feelings

The only love that I really believe in is a mother__ love for her children.

Language is the gateway of the mind and a bridge that connects us to other human beings. Language enables a person to share their clandestine inner world with other human beings and to learn about other people__ mysterious world of logical thoughts and poetic sentiments.

Feelings and emotions as well as thoughts and opinions are evanescent; they change over time because they reflect our transient being. Feelings and emotions are judgments that spring from the hidden source of the unconscious mind, and only take on power whenever the conscious mind acknowledges them, and then chooses to convey an idea in some format that shares the rhythm of a person__ own being with another person. Unuttered thoughts and inexpressible feelings experience a short half-life. Without proper nourishment, voiceless thoughts wither and indefinable feelings wane. Lucid thoughts and inexpressible feelings form imperceptible currents that propel us along in our inimitable journey exploring the tributaries of the stream of life.

I know a feeling like that only comes once in a lifetime, and I think you should follow your heart__ desires. I believe in love, and I know love conquers all.

Let me kiss you and take your breath away, we'll worry about resuscitating you later.

To me, you were more than just a person. You were a place where I finally felt at home.

The complex known as feelings of guilt does not let us accept ourselves the way we are created

Accidents and sicknesses are accepted as deserved retribution by the person who has feelings of guilt

I wish you could be kissed, Jane,' he said. 'Because I would beg just one off you. Under all this.' He flailed an arm toward the stars.

Feel the fear and do it anyway.

There is a whisper of light if you can hear Louder than sound of darknessyou never fear Numb sky__ muteness leaves you hard of hearingSenses wish to fly feelings disappearing

My best advice about writer__ block is: the reason you__e having a hard time writing is because of a conflict between the GOAL of writing well and the FEAR of writing badly. By default, our instinct is to conquer the fear, but our feelings are much, much, less within our control than the goals we set, and since it__ the conflict BETWEEN the two forces blocking you, if you simply change your goal from __riting well_ to __riting badly,_ you will be a veritable fucking fountain of material, because guess what, man, we don__ like to admit it, because we__e raised to think lack of confidence is synonymous with paralysis, but, let__ just be honest with ourselves and each other: we can only hope to be good writers. We can only ever hope and wish that will ever happen, that__ a bird in the bush. The one in the hand is: we suck. We are terrified we suck, and that terror is oppressive and pervasive because we can VERY WELL see the possibility that we suck. We are well acquainted with it. We know how we suck like the backs of our shitty, untalented hands. We could write a fucking book on how bad a book would be if we just wrote one instead of sitting at a desk scratching our dumb heads trying to figure out how, by some miracle, the next thing we type is going to be brilliant. It isn__ going to be brilliant. You stink. Prove it. It will go faster. And then, after you write something incredibly shitty in about six hours, it__ no problem making it better in passes, because in addition to being absolutely untalented, you are also a mean, petty CRITIC. You know how you suck and you know how everything sucks and when you see something that sucks, you know exactly how to fix it, because you__e an asshole. So that is my advice about getting unblocked. Switch from team __ will one day write something good_ to team __ have no choice but to write a piece of shit_ and then take off your __ad writer_ hat and replace it with a __etty critic_ hat and go to town on that poor hack__ draft and that__ your second draft. Fifteen drafts later, or whenever someone paying you starts yelling at you, who knows, maybe the piece of shit will be good enough or maybe everyone in the world will turn out to be so hopelessly stupid that they think bad things are good and in any case, you get to spend so much less time at a keyboard and so much more at a bar where you really belong because medicine because childhood trauma because the Supreme Court didn__ make abortion an option until your unwanted ass was in its third trimester. Happy hunting and pecking!

A thousand times today I've started to open my mouth, started to squeak out, "Can you tell me...? But then I'd look into the front seat, at my mother's silent shaking, my father's grim profile, the mournful bags under his eyes, and all the questions I might ask seemed abusive. Assault and battery, a question mark used like a club. My parents are old and fragile. I'd have to heartless to want to hurt them.

Living a life somewhere else in your mind is nothing more than being a prisoner where you are.

Everyone is afraid of something. We fear things because we value them. We fear losing people because we love them. We fear dying because we value being alive. Don't wish you didn't fear anything. All that would mean is that you didn't feel anything.

The gut is the seat of all feeling. Polluting the gut not only cripples your immune system, but also destroys your sense of empathy, the ability to identify with other humans.

The gut is the seat of all feeling. Polluting the gut not only cripples your immune system, but also destroys your sense of empathy, the ability to identify with other humans. Bad bacteria in the gut creates neurological issues. Autism can be cured by detoxifying the bellies of young children. People who think that feelings come from the heart are wrong. The gut is where you feel the loss of a loved one first. It's where you feel pain and a heavy bulk of your emotions. It's the central base of your entire immune system. If your gut is loaded with negative bacteria, it affects your mind. Your heart is the seat of your conscience. If your mind is corrupted, it affects your conscience. The heart is the Sun. The gut is the Moon. The pineal gland is Neptune, and your brain and nervous system (5 senses) are Mercury. What affects the moon or sun affects the entire universe within. So, if you poison the gut, it affects your entire nervous system, your sense of reasoning, and your senses.

Love is such a tremendous force of feeling! When you can't stop loving, you simply cannot stop it.