Resonating Through Shared Humanity: The Predator of Edification

Inner Sanctum

12 Mar

This is where the magic happens. Or at least the awkward self-reflection.

For those seeking levity amid self-doubt.

Engaged and curious child, there is so much to your voice and the intellect behind your eyes. Truly, I cannot fathom a person who understands it. I am allowed to say this of you because I am the only other observer here. You are not giving yourself delusional praise; I am. Much as your parents said when you were young, you may lay blame for your discomfort on me if you like. But I know you do not want to. You would contort yourself around even your own idealised parent giving you praise.

Dearest loving child, you are so worth my pursuit. Need I hunt you, armed with the arsenal of deepest love? Because I will. Hidden like a predator primed for your edification and greatest celebration, hidden in plainest sight, ready for you.

Humorous child, if you think me humourless, you are quite wrong. I am a wealth that seeks to gift you the smile that now resides on your face. I know you do not wish a life of taking yourself more seriously than the world and reality can measure, creating fiction to impose on others. I see you take the objective and subjective realities around you more seriously. From this, great humour springs. What would be your greatest weakness is softly tickled under your defence.

If you think me silly, that is fine, wondrous child, for I bear your seriousness no ill will. Hopefully, you take from me some levity that gives your world more flavour. Be free to taste all colours and sights with this new vapour clinging freshly in your experience. It is yours, freely given, forever.

“Dearest loving child, you are so worth my pursuit, need I hunt you armed with the arsenal of deepest love, because I will.”