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life has a strange way of freaking you out with the things you had visions of the most but expected the least. is it truly feminine intuition or is it really the ultimate mocking of god. every instance of stepping out is stepping up and every scenario that is being played live is mocking me in the best way possible and i only giggle like a spoiled kid, similar to unstoppably laughing at a joke that is about you because you have to admit it is funny. now, it is undoubtedly funny as fuck that i always had a vision of this. so, credit where it is due, praise god.

no matter how hard it is when you are used to playing along, fucking around, and finding out, master your mind and let it unfold. even if it is too hard to be honest, even when you are accustomed to having brakes along the way. the mind has ways of bringing things to life. how else do you explain feeling the pull towards something you cannot even describe, and it ending up to be where you land. and when it happens, you cannot scream and say i knew it, you play along like you should. and the divine timing works its magic. and the intuition, the feeling of sensing that the pull is not meaningless, and the sense is humbly proven right. best case scenario, you start trusting your intuition, worst case scenario, it surprises you every time.

“and when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.” the alchemist by Paulo Coelho.

and if there is a god he’s the bond between us two. someone who is excited for you. that is the way to put it. someone who is always excited for you. being excited for someone all the time. would it even be possible? for someone to be always excited for you when you are excited for them all the time, synchronously. if that is a best friend, you are lucky forever. if that is someone you haven’t known yet, but your mind keeps showing you visions of it, making you yearn for it, you are lucky forever. because the mind has ways of bringing things to life.

with the good, with the cringe, falling in love must be being excited to jump under the rain at night, sharing the excitement of sweats early in the morning, sometimes the charm of the suits you are wearing, sometimes the way my hair looked that day, sometimes it is how dry my hands are, sometimes it is the cotton candy hair. if it is the smell left on you pulling you back to the neighborhood, if it is the sweet sound of competition collaborating with wit and uniting in sudden screams. if it is the way it is, is it really the ultimate mocking of god? if it is the way it is meant to be, life truly has a strange way of freaking you out by bringing the visions you had the most but expected the least to life.

and if it is the way it is, you have to admit it is hilarious. now i laugh like a spoiled kid because it is funny as fuck that i always had a vision of this.