As you, the bonehead, move toward the lofty position of the Ruler, you might be shocked by his nonappearance. The Sovereign doesn't sit around idly in a seat, no matter what the power attached to it. The Ruler is effectively stirring the tumult into design and request. He is twisted at the knee, ruining his pants. His sleeves are moved as far as possible up and his elbows are somewhere down in the brokenness of his Realm. He is the magic that binds everything, and he does it no sweat. He is the Sun energy, the trusted and recuperated divine manly. He makes each ladylike crease, however just has his eyes set on one moon, his darling Ruler.
He is the mentor that keeps us protected and secured. He doesn't leave, he doesn't control, he doesn't control or uphold. He is kind and safe. A genuine pioneer. The manly good example each man needs and The Ruler ladies look for. Energies that every one of us could groups inside that would transform our surroundings into the design we look for. However we don't understand we hold these characteristics inside ourselves. The characteristics the Ruler urges us to reach out to so we can quit looking for them outside ourselves.
He is the spurring factor behind our ideal dreams. He's the move initiated to transform those fantasies into our most stunning real factors. His construction and request keep you engaged and driven. He is harsh against any interruptions, and he waves away whatever might obstruct his prosperity. He's strong and consistent. He's reliably prepared to take the following action. Might you at any point keep up? Will you be at his toes as he thumps separated the honey really do rundown or will you fall behind? He's adequately unassuming to lead you in the correct course, stand by without complaining for you to push through your own deterrents, yet he doesn't endure sluggishness and stupidity. He will leave you in the residue as he takes off to get done with his next job.
He is the Yang of the Yin and Yang. He is the Ruler's equivalent accomplice. She fills him with motivation and fire with her dedicated energy, and he returns her help by being her strong groundwork. They are indistinguishable, fabricated flawlessly to govern over their Realm together, as a strong match. As you examine your experience with the Ruler, to her Head, you can see the radiance in his eye. You can see the love he holds for his Sovereign all around his face. He takes the examples you gained from his adoration, and he shape them into determined activities. Together, you and the Sovereign get to chip away at your longings. He makes your activity plan and he considers you responsible for your own prosperity.
The Sovereign is no beginner with regards to experimentation. He didn't get to where he is, the Lord of Rulers, by buckling under interruptions and addictions. He didn't cringe in that frame of mind of difficulties or risk. No matter what how much times he had to his knees, the Ruler has stood up every single time. His obligation to his Realm is cemented in his reliable activity to keep up with it and assist it with developing. He oversees without control, he upholds without controlling, and he is genuinely magnetic. He is reliable and completely committed to his situation. He battles for what he loves and he doesn't withdraw in that frame of mind of resistance. He separates the obsolete methods of the male controlled society and he rules with certainty, sympathy, and genuine initiative. Do you have the characteristics to modestly, and gainfully typify the Sovereign? Do you dare to make the important moves toward your fantasies?
The Head provokes you to make the principal strides. Do you have the stuff to fabricate this fantasy step by step? Do you have the persistence, the assurance, and the drive to find true success? Do you resolve to go on past the difficulties and difficulties that will emerge while on this excursion? Do you have the coarseness and strength to continue to push ahead, in any event, when you are worn out, beaten, and near surrendering? Do you surrender, or do you bridle the force of your internal Sovereign and fashion on?
About the Creator
Two Pink Lines
I had never really felt like a child. I'd always had to raise myself. My mother was just a teenager when she'd had me and consequently, we had spent my whole childhood arguing and fighting like a couple of sisters as opposed to mother and daughter. My father was older than my mother but still had some maturing to do himself. He focused his entire life on me, his little girl but never realized the pressure that put on me. I always felt I had to raise him even as he was trying to raise me. We raised each other. Then, I met him. He cares, he shows me a love like I've never known. For once, it's about me and I don't have to focus on other people's needs and what someone needs from me. Someone always wants something from you. That is what my parents have taught me. Love is selfish but it isn't with him. He is perfect, beautiful, funny, and can take me to places I've only dreamed about. Places outside my mind and my own pathetic life and I know that I will always love him. When we first met, I wanted him to have my children, but now? Right now, with us both still in high school? This is all happening so soon. I slipped into the restroom at work. It had been 6 weeks since my last menstrual and this was not normal. I couldn't wait any longer. I put the top on the test and waited. These 60 seconds felt like forever. What would we do? We were both seniors so we didn't have long to go before school was over but this was not the plan. The plan was for him to join the Army and me the National Guard and for me to get my associate's degree and then we marry, then have kids.
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Lol bonehead! Great story!