What all this put together implies is that loneliness is the natural tendency of things. Red ink dropped into the ocean expands and eventually disappears. The individual molecules never come together again to recreate the experience of being red ink.
In summary... I think it's more effective to think about relationships as a series of journeys. To switch too often is like being a tourist, there's value in longer journeys.
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Being from a broken home is like growing up in a small rickety ship. You read about "Homes" in storybooks and fair tales and you try to recreate a loving home for yourself. Even the most table homes though are just giant ships sailing through space as incredible speeds.
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Without this understanding that it's just a bunch of bigger boats nested within each other sailing in the vast emptiness of space there's a temptation to try and control things similar to trying to beat the ocean into a serene swimming pool.
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You can end up looking for something you will never find because it doesn't exist and fall prey to everyone who claims to be able to provide to for you. Either outright manipulative sociopaths or other broken souls who believe the same myth you do.
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Everyone has an aspect of the goddess or god in them. But an avatar of yin or yang can never find their actual opposite. An avatar is reification of an ideal and an ideal can never survive contact with reality. That's the definition of an ideal.
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