"And this is just the beginning of a twisted tale, that if at all possible, would make it into the Guinness Book of World Records for the most repeated story in all of history"
Picture two pieces of A4 paper. One piece represents you and one piece represents your partner. Now, get your glue out and lather it on to both pieces of paper, after which, stick the two pieces together. This symbolises the ‘two of you’ coming together sexually. After a time, the glue will dry and the two pieces of paper are pretty much stuck for life.
When a man and a woman come together sexually, they are in effect making connections that are very difficult to break. By doing this they are also opening themselves up to give and receive whatever the other possesses.
The two pieces of paper have been stuck together for a time now. It may have been 24 hours – representing a one night stand. Or 5 years – representing a defacto relationship. One or both of the pieces of paper are getting cold feet, (if you can imagine pieces of paper having feet). Have you ever tried to tear apart two pieces of paper stuck firmly together with dry glue? Try to visualize this. What happens when the paper attempts to be torn apart? I’ll tell you what happens, you end up with both pieces of paper sporting rips, holes, tears and/or strips of your ex-partner left behind – still stubbornly sticking to what is supposed to be your body (oops I mean paper)
When two people separate after sharing the God given gift of sex, there is guaranteed to be parts of them still stuck to each other. You can analyse this in many different ways, and you wouldn’t be wrong to do so. I’d encourage you right now to let your imagination run wild for a minute, as it may be the very thing that helps you to wake up.
So each piece of paper battered and torn, go their separate ways in search of a better life or experience. Low and behold Prince Charming arrives all dashing and suave in his metallic paper style. Wow you think, he must be the one! I think I’ll have to get out the glue and stick myself to this one real quick before he slips through my fingers and leaves me lonely again. You’re so dazzled by the stars in your eyes that you don’t notice his rips and tears carefully concealed by that charming persona. The glue dries and Prince charming turns out to be nothing but dirty dog. In fact if your painfully honest with yourself, you knew deep down that he wasn’t all he cracked up to be, and you really did see the bits from other women sticking to him but you were just too desperate and thankful that he would accept you with all your baggage, to pay any real attention. Now it’s too late and you are stuck to a man who wants to rip more pieces out of you and add to your collection of traces left by the others. Not only this, but you know he’ll be off in a jiffy repeating the same process to the next sucker. And thus continues a truly vile and disgusting cycle.
But let’s just forget about him for a minute. You have yourself to be worried about - as this person must make their own decisions and choices in life and there is nothing you can do about that. (except maybe tell him this paper story and then he might get so grossed out that he stops of his own accord). The best thing you can hope to achieve is to put a stop to your own unhealthy cycle. Ask yourself this question. Do you really want to be that piece of paper (woman/man) that goes around sharing herself in so many different ways, all the while knowing (because now you do know) that bits of you will be floating all around the country/world with your (ex) pieces of paper, not to mention your own health and safety in absolute tatters – remember all those tears, rips and holes in your own life?
There is actually another name for this that many of you will be more familiar with – in modern day language it is called “Baggage”. This story just gives the word more descriptive meaning. You see, either way you look at it, creating soul ties will inevitably lead to consequence. But wait. I know the answer to your question! The answer is NO!! Not all is lost with you and your baggage...Read on