Open the Door There are some doors I can’t open for you. I can walk you down the corridors
Open the Door There are some doors I can’t open for you. I can walk you down the corridors, carry you up the stairs. I can show you every last entrance of every last chamber of yourself, but some of those doors will remain forever locked to me. Because they’re not the ones I have the keys to. No, that would be you. Because as much power as I have, I’m not omnipotent. I might play at it, with a smirk and a smile, but I can’t do it all. There are limits, and I am not infallible. More than that, though, even if I could throw you through those doors, force you to confront those parts of yourself, I might as well not bother. Some doors you have to open yourself, because it’s the very act that is the point. There’s no point declaring self awareness without a jot of it in your mind. I can show you the mirror but I can’t make you look. I don’t have to, because your eyes want to see, and that’s the whole reason you’re here in the first place. You want to bloom, grow, expand, learn. Whatever verb you want to assign it, it remains the same meaning; you are here because you want to be a better you, and I’m going to do just about everything I can do to do that. And perhaps we can have a little kinky sex on the way. You know, just to pass the time. -- source link
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