#ForAllIntentsAndPurposes

I am thrilled by the thought
Of getting closer
To You
Even tho
#ForAllIntentsAndPurposes
Distance is best

I am thrilled by the thought
Of addressing
You
Even tho
#ForAllIntentsAndPurposes
Silence is best

I am thrilled by the thought
Of sharing fluids
With You
Even tho
#ForAllIntentsAndPurposes
Virtuality is best

I am thrilled
By early morning thoughts
Of You
Warmly rushing through me
Soft and easy

It does the trick
#ForAllIntentsAndPurposes

©️ Daphné Mia Essiet, 2018

#OnLoveAndLustAndEverythingInBetween – part4

There is something very humbling about being rejected by someone whom you really like.

Humbling because after the initial shock, it forces you to think about the reasons why it hurts so much.

Humbling because if forces you to decide whether you will allow this pain to morph into compassion or anger – towards yourself and others.

After going through yet another deception, will you decide to keep believing in Love and convince yourself that it will “all gonna be alright” (Kendrick’s voice), eventually – or will you just numb all feelings by indulging in [insert here your worse favorite  vice]?

How many times will you listen “Anytime” before the lyrics you know by heart do not hurt (as much) anymore?

How many times will you have to listen to “Prepared” until you decide this will be your new mantra and you are now ready to channel your inner Nola Darling?

Will you allow your heart to stay open, cause you perfectly know that it is the only way love will find its way back there or shut down for a while in order to find yourself again?

There is something very humbling about the by someone whom you really like.

Hopefully this new found humility will open your eyes to the infinite possibilities the Universe granted you – as everything given or taken from you is purposeful and deliberate: Trust that everything that’s ever happened is,  indeed, Δlways the best outcome.

#OnLoveAndLustAndEverythingInBetween

©️ Daphne Mia Essiet, 2016

#iSurrender

#iSurrender.
To the Water, The Wind and the Sun.

The Water.

I drown deep and let my fears roll down my face.
I exhale to the surface to catch my breath, inhale and drown time and time, ’til I can be myself again…

#iSurrender.
To the Water, The Wind and the Sun.

The Wind.

Infiltrates every corners of my soul.
Touches every inches of my skin
Blows through my hair; I shiver.
Relieve the pain I was not aware of and was enduring – all along

#iSurrender.
To the Water, The Wind and the Sun.

The Sun.

So far yet so potent. Hot encounters and burning kisses;
You and I. Steam pouring out my pores.
You leave an impression. Every single touch.

#iSurrender.

I surrender to the Elements and now belong to the Universe

I surrendered, so could i longer be denied of my crown?

Wait? Wait! …
I’m just eager baby…

I have surrendered to She and now float in limbo between the seas and the skies until I’m claimed.

#iSurrender

©️ Daphne Mia Essiet, 2016

#LetIt

I accumulate love bits around me and I #LetIt grow, grow, grow.
And l will #LetIt burst if you touch my heart and #LetIt flow, flow, flow.

I’ll share it all, with you, naked, no games.
I’ll give it all to you. Straight up, no lies.
I’ll empty my bliss, so you can feel it too.

And “It” will change the way you see the Night Skies, brighten the Greens of the forests, deepen the Red of Women Lips, sharpen the sound of silence and enhance taste of fine wines: if you #LetIt.

“It” will delightfully take you “tHERe”, smoke your spirit and exhale your soul in a weightless incandescent cloud, so you can shine: if you #LetIt.

If you #LetIt, give yourself some time. Time to recover: breathe deeply and enjoy the high – while it last.

I ain’t here to tell you what to do.
And you don’t have to #LetIt happen.
But if you do… #LetIt… don’t come empty handed: bring some Love, Compassion and chilled Moët.

I accumulate love bits around me and I #LetIt grow, grow, grow – that’s what I do.

#LetIt

©️ Daphne Mia Essiet, 2016

#AboutStraightForwardness

I left room for warmth. Your Warmth. But you took too long to say what you meant, beat around the bush like a wild man, so randomness settled in… and settled down.

Back to square one.

The spot, (cozy, I might add), is taken for now and you will have to entertain… entertain my soul, spirit and senses, again, for their attention span is inversely proportional to your alertness.

Nudge…

#StraighForwardNess is Always the best policy in the matter of the heart. Of course the delivery must be Impeccable as it is what sets the tone (usually) for what’s to follow; however, all should be said. All could be said. All MUST be said… indeed…

Am I willing to wait until you get it? Who knows? Fast forward… Will you get it the next time you see me hand in hand with the one who got it… straight?

Pick my attention, now. Or live and learn for your next stunning encounter with potential Bliss.

©️ Daphne Mia Essiet, 2015

#OnLustAndLoveAndEverythingInBetween (part3)

In logic and probability theory, two propositions (or events) are mutually exclusive or disjoint if they cannot both be true (occur).

Shall we treat Lust and Love as two distinct functions evolving in two separate systems? How both those states relate to Happiness? It sounds concurrently simple and complicated, hence the trickiness.

In a nutshell, there is the Lust and there is the Love… and for majority of my adult life I somehow misconceived their respective meanings as well as mishandled their applications. As these two ever-overlapping “concepts” wildly encompass a range of compelling feelings, and because they (may) relate and (may) interact with one another so closely, it would be difficult for me to comprehend them fully, or even partially – for that matter; however, I feel that today, I took one step away from my initial cluelessness.

It seems as Lust and Love feed into each others’ narrative. It seems as they share a common purpose.

Lust is straightforward, Lust is simple, and there is basically little that can be done about it: Lust assess how chemically compatible we are to someone, and how healthy would an eventual offspring be. Plain and simple and pragmatic. *Lust* solely relies on efficiency.

Love is intricate, Love is sophisticated, and may or may not stem from Lust, but regardless where it originates, is build from the ground up. Love is potent and there is basically little that can be done about it. Love allows discrepancies to be efficiently taken care of – in case something goes down – aka imbalanced chemical compatibility. Love relies on the problem solving skills our elaborated brain cultivated, a defense mechanism we developed over time, for survival.

Lust and Love appear to be chemically induced for our species lastingness. They started mutually exclusive, and merged, inclusively, “byproducing” happiness.

So what if, what we have been lead to believe all along was flawed? What if happiness, as a purpose, was an illusion we created to rationalize our urges when in fact this is nothing but a bundle of chemical reactions… Not to say that a delusional state does not perfectly fit my desires, as this so called state is “inherent” to my human condition, and hence there is basically little that can be done about it;

Today, this right here makes total sense to me and ergo allows my soul to be soothed, and my heart to cope with whatever concerns is clouding my inner thoughts.

So, for what it’s worth, in a (my) perfect world, I will from now on use my brain to ponder if the situation is conducive to what matters most; I will, for now on, use my brain to estimate how a context can generate its highest yield of Long Term Happiness – for the latter turns out to be a convolution integrating a customizable blend of Lust and Love, and everything in between.

©️ Daphne Mia Essiet, 2015

#FirstBase

Soft and Sweet.

I reminisce the Brightness of the morning.
I reminisce the Taste of drunk kisses.

I reminisce the Thrill of sleepless nights.

I reminisce the Strength of my desire.
I reminisce the Warmth of Your breath.
& your tender caress.

I reminisce the Scent of your face.
Your hands through my hair.
You calling my name.

I reminisce how it feels like.
I reminisce how it feels like.

I reminisce… How good it feels.

For now.

#FirstBase

©️ Daphne Mia Essiet, 2015

#Speechless

“There is no difference between time and any of the three dimensions of space except that our consciousness moves along it”. The Time Machine, G. Wells

It is usually unexpected. You are suddenly experiencing an emotional roller coaster, a rush.
It’s almost like, somehow, you are lapsing in(to) time, losing track of one of the independent variables of the SpaceTime Continuum.

Maladroitly, you are trying to maneuver in between the lines, but every time you grab onto something, you slip and keep falling down the rabbit hole.

Shit! You. Left. Me. Speechless.
Me? Speechless?
Huh? (#ConfusedFace)

Am I trying to make sense of it? This is – Pointless.

Some emotions are better left alone until they settle down nicely on their own.
Some emotions should remain nameless for there are no words to accurately define them.
Some emotions are not meant to be shared.
Just let it marinate for a while.
Keep it moving.

Keep Breathing.
Welcome the silence.
Accept the daze.

#TrustTheProcess.

#Speechless

©️ Daphne Mia Essiet, 2015

#BoutThatInstantReward – Curbing my Enthusiasm

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Have you ever felt like your thought process had completely deviated over time?

These past couple of years I have realized how impulsive I am about pretty much everything I like and consequently want; I have literally become obsessed with the most random (or not so random) *ish. It can be a book I have just read, a movie or documentary I have just watched, someone I have just met – I experience a scary level of intensity I would have a hard time to explain, but that could be compared to a high degree of inebriation, I guess… Furthermore, I would probably attempt to describe this phenomenon as a combination of my high sensitivity to surroundings as well as how I feed off of all sorts of energies; My emotions are as raw as ones of little animals, primitive, and as far as I can remember, it has always been that way: lacking filters that is.

I have always been ’bout that instant reward, and let me tell you something about that MF: without going into any details, it can get you into REAL trouble!

The most interesting part would be how long it took me to realize that there was a pattern here: what usually seemed like an Excellent idea (and I stress the word) was obviously and absolutely ludicrous. Think of those times you saw someone do crazy shit and felt like saying: “Who TF does that,” with “that” stance that tells it all: that was me.

Looking back, I believe that my calm demeanor and the overall symmetrical features allowed me dodge lethal bullets; nonetheless, and very (un)fortunately, all of it did happen. Felt like living in a parallel dimension where common rules did not (or so I thought) applied, per se… A type of judging impairment that occurs when you hit your head a little too hard on the round edge of a wooden bed.

The good news is that, as my journey through self-discovery continues, I now recognize and acknowledge the pattern and I am able to cope with my urges… which is, granted, not the easiest thing but promising for the future.

Greatness takes time, dedication and patience. Passion is beautiful, but eagerness makes it hard to actually reach that level of long-lasting satisfaction. Eagerness shatters spirits, I know it shattered mine several times in the past, but I say: no more; and I am at peace with it: Life has a specific design and since the Universe has a purpose for each and every one of us I have no choices but accept it, fully – and trust her process.

Have you ever felt like your thought process had completely deviated over time? If so, feel free to share!

©️ Daphne Mia Essiet, 2015

#OnLoveAndLustAndEverythingInBetween (Part2)

I can honestly say that these past couple of weeks I fell in lust again. With myself.

It is odd when you finally realize that your flaws are what make you special, that the imperfections add un je ne sais quoi to the craft: you mature into a butterfly.

By discovering your Power as a woman you declare yourself to the world and this is the most beautiful thing that can happen to you, and those around you: it makes us confident; and being confident not only alters the way you perceive yourself: It changes everything.

By discovering your Power as a woman you completely shift the Energies as you enter the room; it is a powerful tide shambling strangers’ blood… it is enlivening for those who are watching (You included).

Once your eyes are open to the universe realities, there is no coming back; however, be aware that your light will scare away those who benefited from your previous blindness, so don’t let them dim your light, rain on your parade!

Keep radiating, embracing your true self and encourage your sisters around you to do the same.

On the verge of my 35th birthday, I finally grasp It, and I don’t think I will ever let it go…

#OnLoveAndLustAndEverythingInBetween

©️ Daphne Mia Essiet, 2015

#OnLoveAndLustAndEverythingInBetween (Part1)

I sometimes wonder if I will ever fall in Love again.

Some days it is obvious I will, others I doubt it very much.

Let me reiterate: I wonder if, one day, I will fall into this reciprocated Love that feels so good that nothing seems* to matter anymore, at least for a while. That Lust that overrides everything and shields you from all the negative clouds coming your way.

That astounding pleasure that lingers down your belly, tickling butterflies…  exhilarating, intoxicating, inspiring, rush of Oxytocin… Pretty dope, pretty sweet.

A parallel world where shades of blue superpose and intertwine into an undulating ocean of softness and where each breath ends in a sigh…Ooo… Can you taste the rainbow yet?

Anyway, if you feel I am delusional or too romantic: #BlameItOnMaxwell not on me… I trust that the universe will provide me with what I need, when I will need it the most. All I want is a piece of that bliss…
Love Jones

#OnLustLoveAndEverythingInBetween (Poem)

I sometimes wonder if

I will fall in Love again.

This reciprocated Love

So good nothing seems* to matter anymore

That Lust that overrides everything

Encompasses your soul with thrills

Shields you from dark clouds

Astounding pleasure lingering down, tickling butterflies…

Exhilarating, intoxicating, inspiring, rush of Oxytocin

Pretty dope, pretty sweet.

A parallel world where shades of blue superpose

Intertwine into an undulating ocean of softness

Where each breath ends in a sigh.

All I want is a piece of that bliss…

©️ Daphne Mia Essiet, 2015