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The Fear Factor
The fear of having something is real. Does your fear of not having it conquer it?
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The word fear is one of a kind. A sort of reverence that I’ve struggled to come to terms with is associated with it.
I underestimated its power. My Bad.
It comes in kicking, in doubts, anxieties, and the least of things, like, say, do we actually get something from salt in food?
What I know, though, is that it is easy to overcome fear.
All in all, people walk around with all sorts of fears. I shudder, at times, when I think of being mixed up in people’s energy. It’s exhausting and grimy and definitely eww.
With the law of attraction, what’s on y’all’s thoughts is what is attracted, and when people are manifesting negative thoughts, it’s most tedious.
When in anticipation of something good, there’s this sort of exciting energy you feel that’s unexplainable, but it’s a really good feeling.
The same kind of energy is expended when you are worrying, doubting and manifesting your worst fears.
Fear Not.
Fear, like any other problem should be addressed logically and with facts in hand.
Same can be said for knowledge, wisdom and information. I keep waiting for me to grow older and wiser. When will I be old enough? It’s in the now isn’t it? Hah. Does it ever feel that way? Yes. All the time? No.
Funny how fear exists in our daily lives. Can it ever be eliminated? Yeah, it already has.
We should learn how to focus energy in the right direction. It is a real skill. I like information acquisition. I just figure having all that info with no one to share would be a real loss for sure.
Anyways more doing, less fear.
@curious
Still curious, gallivanting and recording
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