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October 23 2018

The Following Details the Admission and Workings of the Single-Party Association:

Poison for the poison.

Poison for the poisoned.

I here state, I, Niamh _ _ _, 17 years old, am poisoned. I divulge my partake and creation in sole affiliation.

RULES TO HELP CONFORM INTO OWN SOCIETY:

Desist disclosing of experiences you experienced firsthand, UNLESS a third or more party witnessed alongside. These are called Collective Memories of which you can present to the world directly.

Refrain from all ephemeral and mind-altering pleasures; of which all lead to addiction of a sort; UNLESS necessary, e.g. childbirth, injury, in control circumstances.

Focus your mind to revolve around Nature. Remain as close as you can to Nature and Trees and Wind. Eat as close as you can get to Nature.

Be sweet like the Trees.

Meditate

Pray the Rosary.

Apt your attention into the perceiving and questioning of purpose around all events and details pertaining to your being to the relation of God. Figure what God wants you to see everywhere you wander, every day you breathe.

Read Classical Books and Nonfiction to expand the mind and body.

Express Sole Memories through art forms and the works. There must embody some form of spiritual connection strictly beforehand when revealing part of the Sole Memory upon another human being. Such strange ‘revealing’ suggestions are here in your best interest to avoid demur.

Journal, as to record a worthwhile life; to record progress, record good times, times of change and the Sole Memory.

Do mind-stimulating activities such as puzzles, reading, writing, art, etc.

Insulting drags you closer and closer to the bottom of a lake.

Cease Judgement. The first step is to realize each time you poke your opinion anywhere, the next step is steadily to cease. The same goes with swearing and obscene jokes.

“I am not the first person you loved.

You are not the first person I looked at

with a mouthful of forevers. We

have both known loss like the sharp edges

of a knife. We have both lived with lips

more scar tissue than skin. Our love came

unannounced in the middle of the night.

Our love came when we’d given up

on asking love to come. I think

that has to be part

of its miracle.

This is how we heal.

I will kiss you like forgiveness. You

will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms

will bandage and we will press promises

between us like flowers in a book.

I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat

on your skin. I will write novels to the scar

of your nose. I will write a dictionary

of all the words I have used trying

to describe the way it feels to have finally,

finally found you.

And I will not be afraid

of your scars.

I know sometimes

it’s still hard to let me see you

in all your cracked perfection,

but please know:

whether it’s the days you burn

more brilliant than the sun

or the nights you collapse into my lap

your body broken into a thousand questions,

you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I will love you when you are a still day.

I will love you when you are a hurricane.”

"It's remarkable to see people so passionate and committed to their causes, even when they may not have all the facts on their side.

This unwavering dedication is truly rare and beautiful, especially when it requires courage to stand up against opposing views. But in our willingness to do whatever it takes to be 'right' we often forget that everyone is entitled to their own beliefs and perspectives. We must acknowledge that our own convictions don't necessarily make them universally true. Just because someone believes their actions are justified doesn't automatically make them so."

What's striking, though, is how people are so invested in their own truths, fighting for what they believe in, without necessarily considering alternative perspectives. It's as if we're all competing in a game to be 'right,' where everyone wants to emerge as "the winner"... But what's the real prize in this game, anyway?..

Perhaps we can break free from this cycle by adopting a different approach. Rather than clinging to our own viewpoints, let's aim to understand and learn from each other's perspectives. Not because we have to, but because considering multiple angles can give us a more complete picture – a bird's eye view, so to speak.

To truly absorb new information, we need to let go of our subjective biases, our tendency to dismiss opposing views, and our judgmental attitudes. We need to stop taking everything so personally and just... stop...

So, let's take a break from this constant need to be 'right all the time' and ease our minds a bit.

Maybe then we can find a more harmonious path forward, where we celebrate our differences and learn to appreciate the beauty in our unique views.

..."So, I’ve been thinking—maybe the complexity we add to existence isn’t really about the world itself, but about us. We have a tendency to over complicate things because we’re uncomfortable with simplicity.

It’s like, when we’re avoiding something—whether it’s facing the truth or taking responsibility—we add layers to make it harder to deal with. We start blaming others, coming up with excuses, or just denying things altogether.. and it made me wonder if, on a bigger scale, we do the exact same thing with existence. We’re so uneasy with the idea that everything just is—that it’s exactly what it is, without any need for explanation or validation—that we end up creating all these stories, beliefs, and philosophies to fill in the gaps..

But what if we stopped?...

What if we could just let things be?

What if we stripped away all the complexity and just acknowledged that everything, in its simplest form, is enough?

No need for an explanation, no need for anything to prove its worth... I think that’s what scares us the most.

If we accept that existence is enough just as it is, we have to ask ourselves: Am I enough just as I am?.. No need to earn validation, no need for achievements or justifications to prove my worth. That’s the hard part. We’ve been trained to think that our worth has to be earned, that simplicity isn’t enough.

But maybe that’s where the beauty is. When we stop trying to explain it all, when we stop searching for meaning outside of existence itself, we realize that it doesn’t need any of that. Existence doesn’t need validation. It doesn’t need to explain itself. It just is. And that, in its purest form, is beautiful.

So maybe the point isn’t to figure out how it all started or why we’re here. Maybe it’s to let go of the need to complicate it and just be. To appreciate existence for what it is, without all the layers we’ve added on. To let go of the stories and just embrace the truth that everything is exactly as it is—and maybe, just maybe, that’s enough..