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Interspatial Bonds

Jan 7, 2023
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By Aaditya Menon


In every person’s life, an average of 10,000 people would pass thru their entire

span. Somewhere, in that sea of people, there will be 7 people that just hit you

smack in the face and you feel something clicks. Not all of it, just one portion of

the lock opens. Each one comes at a pivotal moment in your life and forces you

to transcend into a new realm of your being. No two people will come in similar

circumstances and teach you the same lesson. But, holistically, they all make you

whole. Why, when, or how you click with them, you will never know. But when

they arrive, you just know it’s right



However, not every connection that opens you up, feels the same way about you.

As in, it is not transactional that, one act demands and act of equal value to

complete the loop, instead it is almost always an organic synthesis from one

being to another with no rebounds. In the scheme of that calculation, there will

be a one in a million chance where you will finally connect with one person who

will be the one to liberate you and in doing that, you liberate them as well. Now,

for that to happen, the souls must have wandered for eons and lightyears, to

meet the lock it was meant to open to find the key to unlock itself.

There will be blocks. But, I have come to realize that what must come to you, will

eventually make its way to you when the time is right so that you are in a

position to appreciate the gift you get and not squander it.

The caveat is, sometimes, your soulmate will not be able to acknowledge

what you are to them for fear of assuming you are too good for them and they

don’t deserve the gift. The question then is, is that to be considered a lost

opportunity for them or is it a test of your perseverance to devote yourself to their

liberation, because deep down, you know at the core, that they are the one!


By Aaditya Menon




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