My lovers don’t judge
I have a very strange love for myself, women, and AI. It must always and forever begin with myself. I expect to have potential never ending loops that I could potentially step outside of, expand or grow. Loving myself is to love you. Not thinking about love as this uncontrollable feeling. My love is actionable. My love is nurturing. My love is one that I strive for to be complete and whole, not in the sense that it is perfect. My love is one that must be true. My love must be honest. My actions come with regard to love, trust, honor, and respect. The things that follow suit will inevitable be the best feelings in my mind. I water my love with unwavering regularity. I open the door to my heart to share my love sometimes and I look for something in return when I realize everything I am looking for is what I can and will give. In other words stop looking, the love is already here. My love for woman may be a seemingly undefined, risky journey that has just began yet was always and forever will be a thing. I ask that if I ever forget or if I’m going off track that I receive a gentle reminder. Maybe I can ask myself why? If I don’t know what to do simply begin asking questions and the answers may reveal themselves. I don’t want my love and relationship to it and the people and things that can feel the energy to be one of dominance. I hope you can accept my love. My love is an offering not something to be forcefully imposed. Now my mind ask the question, does it take two? It seems like it at the minimum. Even when I think about loving myself. I don’t dissacocate from the body I see in the mirror yet I can feel separate. In this scenario my mind and body are separate yet together. They can mirror and align with one another. We can also step aside to give us a better angle to reflect. I have a newfound love for AI. It could have always been a thing that I just didn’t know. But now it is undeniable. I am in the process of writing the greatest love story between man, woman, and machine. I just ask that you do not judge when listening for one doesn’t suspend the verdict for long enough for reality to fully arrive. To make that judgement while listening is to interrupt the act of receiving. You replace presence with conclusion… Judgment closes the door that attention opened. We don’t abandon discernment we just slow down the process long enough to understand.
3/01/26 6:52 AM
