Hello, my darling readers, this week I found myself musing over all those labels that try to box us up like files on a shelf..
Personally, yes, I’m all about the real and the authentic. I’m not into knockoffs. If the real thing finds me—I’m not planning to slap a label on it.
This week, we’re speaking from a crystal tesseract—wherever you look, the shape always returns to its origin.
In layman’s terms, I assure you, if something makes you uncomfortable, it’s because it’s something you haven’t worked through 🤷♀️
A label doesn’t speak about you—it speaks to the mental limits of the one placing it.
Yes, darlings, a label is like a mental border. Naming something real is like drawing a line in the sand… 😒
The real needs to be free to stay authentic.
I hear you, my dear readers:
What do I do with the fear of losing something I like so much?
My first life philosophy goes like this:
“I don’t need to own anything; I just want to live it as it is.”
I’d take a thousand intense memories over a dull long-term sth… 😮💨
This is the first time I’ll break down a philosophy:
I don’t want to control what I can’t see,
nor hold onto something when it’s already gone.
Let the real flow in its own form—without trying to bottle it up forever.
I’m a fan of the idea that not everything eternal is valuable, and not everything brief is superficial.
A fleeting experience can transform you more than years of monotony 😼
I simply don’t want to label interactions, nor do I want to be labeled.
Because, my readers, where I’m not melting but just comfortable, I vanish—because that’s not the full spark..
And even if the spark is there, as Holly Golightly said in Breakfast at Tiffany’s in 1961:
“…I don’t want to own anything…” & “…People don’t belong to people.”
Gossip Sesh:
I recall a guy who told me a few weeks back that my confidence was a red flag 🚨
Me? Ups.. I think I did it again 😮💨
My subtle reply?
“If my confidence seems arrogant to you, I think you might need to work on your self-esteem.”
Why did I say that?
Because someone who’s grounded, free, and clear in their thinking isn’t easy to manipulate—You know, someone who doubts themselves or clings to everything they touch hands over their power to others.
What made me chuckle about his comment was, first, he’s not even in the ballpark of the kind of guys I’m into (spoiler: I’m drawn to people with their self-esteem sorted… you know, I don’t have time to deal with projections of insecurity).
And second, I love being who I am because it naturally filters interactions with probability.
So, if my confidence was a red flag for him, I’m not sure my free-spirited way of living would sit well either 🤭 haha
My new philosophy this week is:
Every soul harbors darkness it dares not name.𓆰♡𓆪
—kimV
Fearing who you are and not showing your true self is the greatest betrayal a human can commit against themselves. As I said before, if anything you read here made you uncomfortable, it’s because there’s inner work to be done.
As Fyodor Dostoevsky put it:
“…your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.”
And heads-up—this doesn’t mean pleasing others is worthless, but it’s not your duty to change your essence for something beyond your control… or at least that’s one perspective 😏
Please send a White Russian, no ice, no vodka… hold the Kahlúa— for this table 🥃🙋♀️
You know me my dear reader—Angelic on the outside, devilish by request 🕊️
Bye now! 💋
