Sati The Mystique

Galaxies Eyes.
#Philosophy

Sati is not just a simple one word descriptive name. It’s indeed an entire soul galaxy goddess philosophy which needs to be addressed properly. In a very elaborative manner.

To start with, Sati The Mystique is a source of pure love through the pillars of motivation, strength, wisdom, knowledge, truth, encouragement, dedication and elimination of a secondary considerance. Giving true importance in a primary manner. Sati The Mystique is an evolved, hybrid, powerful, specific specie, in a female figure. No notion of patriarchy or any kind of social evils can harm her uniquely substantial and dominating presence. Delivering safety in the most intrinsic, gentle, artistic; and finally the most refined  and precious way.  Taking out of isolation and providing with a strength of a true warrior, of an abrupt human nature.

A power which is utmost soft and at the same time vicious as well, for the mighty strong demonic forces. A power containing the strength of all kinds of natural disasters and musical knowledge to fight out those demonic forces. Not letting them win no matter how.

And of course more than soft, more than humble & kind love for the most severest realisations.

This is the actual true value and philosophy of

Sati The Mystique.

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My Psychedelic Sati.

Sati The Mystique

1 -She.

Is my deep.

Obsessional breeze.

Breathing in me,

A power to feel.

Whenever I’m super weak.

My mind pleased.

My demons hate her in my dreams.

Because she’s my true love in every mean.

Calming my angry evil who intrude my peace.

A soft corner, the purest purity.

She is my psychedelic Sati.
2 – Honoured.

With your acceptance warmer.

Your open arms are like my armour.

Loving a hated self harmer. 

When blades appears sharper.

When mind shouts darker.

She lights my damaged markers.

She is my precious harbor.

She is my healing charger.

She is my special power.
3 – She is another.

Brave soldier.

Like a worshiper,

I bow in front of her.

I love her like no one else; or other.

A special mighty wonder. 

Spectrum of genuine colours.

Together we’ll sail forever.

With our art endeavor.

We’ll recover and we’ll get better.

And you’ll always will be my special treatment helper.

Motivation enabler.

Hate disabler.

Shape changer.

Eliminating danger.

More than a favor.

Together we’ll sail forever. 
4 – Super beauty.

Therapeutic duty.

Patient happy.

Who was sadly,

Lost in the abyss.

You took me in your valley.

Fundamentally.

Radically.

Gently.

Took me.

Changed me.

Loved me.

Cared for me.

And Made me.

Alive and free.

She’s My psychedelic Sati.
5 – She.

Is my deep.

Obsessional breeze.

Breathing in me,

A power to feel.

Whenever I’m super weak.

My mind pleased.

My demons hate her in my dreams.

Because she’s my true love in every mean.

Calming my angry evil who intrude my peace.

A soft corner, the purest purity.

More than a bliss, defeating the enemies.

With her sword which is heavy.

She is my hallucinatory.

She is my imaginaries.

She is my rave reign.

She is my psychedelic Sati.

My Natraja supremacy.

My Musical Synchronicity.

My peace treaty.

My purest purity.

My saving grace philosophy.

My pro recovery.

My psychedelic Sati.

On psychedelia! Boom!

Written By P.S For Sati_TheMystique. 

Ticking Time Bomb

BPD is never in the middle. (Extreme High-low)



Theme – 

Mental Illnesses.

Eating Disorders.

Borderline Personality Disorder.

Depression.

Anxiety.

Self Harm.

Addiction.

Facts




1 – Dawn.

“C’mon.”

Mocks.

Sensitivity Shocks.

Trigger Talks.

Hawks.

Bleed a hell lot.

Abandoned in this ball.

Break bones on the wall.

Borderline brought.

Rail track hot.

Problems unsolved. 

Box locked.

Chain of infinite thoughts. 

Walking across.

With substances in default.

With substance withdrawals.

With addiction caught.

Like a Suicidal corpse.

Like a dead rot.

Like a ticking time bomb.
2 – Self Destruction to define.

To numb the mind.

Out bursting in diet.

“No problem! I’m fine.”

Established relationship reply.

Opening up appears to terrify.

Can’t cry.

But always a swollen eye.

Angry fights.

Angry bites.

Again dying.

Again lying.

Hide.

Silently died.

From the inside.

Fan guide.

Knot appears bright.

Guilt oblige.

Fright.

Wide.

Time.

Puppet prime.

Controlling crime.

One more cut please, to stabilise!

Long Sleeve to cover up all the lies.
3 – Shame Filled.

Overkill. 

Manic thrill.

Of blade drill.

Self medicating until,

10 deep openings are done on skin.

Piercing steel pins.

Experimental self harm of anaesthetics.

Addictively pathetic.

Impulsively picked. 

Give up! You Prick! 

Hide that you’re actually sick.

Razor marking maladaptive.

Sedative,

That’s effective.

Borderline self destructive.

Everyday variations in mood swings.

Ultimately the enemy wins.

Self Harm swim.
4 – Caffeine Relays.

Hunger delayed.

Anxiously behaved.

Smash that food filled plate.

Chewed Up Brain.

Totally Frail.

Eat your own damn-bam pain.

Only option left of intakes.

For the strike, it awaits.

Open eyes! It wakes.

Occupied substance waste.

Depression Date.

Lonely with just blades.

Loving them anyways. Every way. 

Insomnia phase.

Functioning rage.

Functional self hate.

Food Jail!

Disgust of weight machine scales.

Smash that food filled plate! 

Smash that food filled plate!

 

5 – Dawn.

“C’mon.”

Mocks.

Sensitivity shocks.

Trigger Talks.

Hawks.

Bleed a hell lot.

Abandoned in this ball.

Break bones on the wall.

Borderline brought.

Rail track hot.

Problems unsolved. 

Box locked.

Chain of infinite thoughts. 

Walking across.

With substances in default.

With substance withdrawals.

With addiction caught.

Like a Suicidal corpse.

Like a dead rot.

Like a ticking time bomb.

 

Positives

Written By P.S.

The Business Woman

Ms. Pragya Dhaka (Perfectionism in one pic chaa) “The Business Woman”

1 – I was in confusion.
But you somehow cleared my perception.

Made me better.

A totally transformed human.

You set an example.

And you gave me a direction.

So I could function.

Helped me to recover.

Because of you I will change forever.
2 – Down to earth, it’s your fundamental.

You posses a unique human nature.

Hands in the air, I surrender.

Your most expensive rate of,

Shape of,

Made of,

Name of,

Signs of,

Pure; Mature.

You’re for sure,

A medication with no side effects but with best cures.

Talking to you, I felt secure.

A friend like a sister, what more? Can I ask for?
3 – You Acknowledged.

A rejected.

Disturbed presence.

And your essence,

Is more than just simply an existence.

Confident like a BUSINEES WOMAN.

Who is totally independent.

Pragya you’re the refine-ness. 

Of guidance.

The most nicest.

The most righteous.

Honoured by your words of kindness.

And you deliver extensive happiness.

Straight from the heart, which is ultimately priceless.

You are Ms. fruitfulness.
4 – Knowledge is power.

You helped me, climb up that tall tower.

You are a sunflower.

Who shines brightly, a healing shower.

A strong shield.

When I was extremely low on my self esteem.

Humbly,

Gently,

You never pushed me,

Instead motivated me.

A positive feed.

A logical need.

A sweet treat.

Whatever you do, you will highly succeed.

My wishes and prayers are with you along with rest of everybody.

5 –  You Acknowledged.

A rejected.

Disturbed presence.

And your essence,

Is more than just simply an existence.

Confident like a BUSINEES WOMAN.

Who is totally independent.

Pragya you’re the refine-ness. 

Of guidance.

The most nicest.

The most righteous.

Honoured by your words of kindness.

And you deliver extensive happiness.

Straight from the heart, which is ultimately priceless.

You are Ms. Fruitfulness.

Who’s Confident like a BUSINESS WOMEN.

❤❤❤

Written By Patient Stan For Ms. Pragya Dhaka For Her Birthday and a sincere gesture of praise and gratitude of course for always being there!

Stay Blessed and Happy Dear. 

Horror Horizon

Blood Madness, Silent Noise!
Mental Chaos Of Social Anxiety Disorder.

Horror Horizon
Written By P.S.
Theme – Depression.

Eating Disorders.

Anxiety.

Self Harm.

Phobia.
1 – He’s super stressed.

He’s super depressed.

Paranoia Press.

Dissociation progress.

Anxiously present.

Imaginary dependance. 

Delusional torments.

Filling up dead rodents.

Silent then suddenly violent.

Unknown enemy, unknown friend.

Can’t sit here, can’t stay patient.

Head-Horror-Horizon dent.
2 – Irrational Fear.

False accusations are here.

Getting ready to pierce.

Paranoia sets near.

Psychotic behavior.

What to do now? Mirror Meaner.

Scales Cleaner.

Phobia Premiere. 

Madness tear.

Distortion team curve.

Blade Adjusts.

This ruckus.

Blade Adjusts.

Punch it! Bloody shit! Punch!!!

Blade Adjusts.

Dissolution Cut.

Blade Adjusts.

Wrenching gut.

Blade Adjusts.

Medicative Mud.

Blade Adjusts.

Horror thuds.

Blade Adjusts.

With parallels.
3 – Socially Dead.

An odd Co incidence.

Victimized lens.

Emotional imbalance.

Horror Ambulance.

Self despised detachment. 

Anxious Severance.

Bubbling tolerance.

Unstable mood variance.

Logical Divergence.

Panic sets at night’s crescent.

Guilty!!!, Hence,

How to repent?

How to seek penance?

Only shinning judgement.

Seems to be the logical engagement.

Seems to be the only slapping derailment.

From The Hell of existence.
4 – Self Harmer Carelessly Swinged.  

Triggering mind kills.

Blades Never Quit.

Skeptic Disk.

Focusing Risk.

Mind Kicked.

Body Ditched.

Nasty Hits.

Pressurised drifts.

On the skin.

Opening terrific.

Flesh Filth.

You deserve it.

You imperfect brick.

You fat quilt.

Burdened with food guilt.

Purge! till head your absolutely spins. 

Starve! till eyes can’t meet the mist.
5 – Blade Adjusts.

This ruckus.

Blade Adjusts.

Punch it! Bloody shit! Punch!!!

Blade Adjusts.

Dissolution Cut.

Blade Adjusts.

Wrenching gut.

Blade Adjusts.

Medicative Mud.

Blade Adjusts.

Horror thuds.

Blade Adjusts.

With parallels.
6 – He’s super stressed.

He’s super depressed.

Paranoia Press.

Dissociation progress.

Anxiously present.

Imaginary dependance. 

Delusional torments.

Filling up dead rodents.

Silent then suddenly violent.

Unknown enemy, unknown friend.

Can’t sit here, can’t stay patient.

Head-Horror-Horizon dent.

 

 

Self Defeat

Eating Disorders are not choices, they choose you. (FACT 101)

SELF DEFEAT.
Written by P.S.
Theme – Depression.

Anxiety.

Eating Disorders.

Self Harm.

Addiction.

Substance Abuse.

(Trigger warning/explicit)
1 – Pierce.

Fierce.

Sounding near.

Smashed rear.

Bleeding ears.

Disgusted fears.

Whorish deer.

Molly becomes a peer.

Downer flame sear.
“Molly” – MDMA. Psychoactive Drug.
2 – Chem. (Short for “chemicals”).

Drug gem.

Spiral bend.

Just pretend.

Focused end.

Depths & dens.

Submerging trench.

Barbaric fence.

Failed defence.

Insomnia strikes.

Mentally blind.

Conclusions, terrified.

Roll the dice.

Pay the price.

Guilt obliged.

Pain??? Right!!!

Blade grind.
3 – Self Defeat.

Social anxiously.

Destructively.

Nervous system disease.

Eat! Bitch! Eat!

My voice begins to screech

My voice begins to creak.

Forcing beat.

Forcing meet.

Of guilt teeth.

Of guilt reach.

Destructively.

Self Defeat.
4 – Food toxification.

Fixations!

Obsessions!

Occasions!

Prohibition.

Dead ambition.

Total restrictions.

Volcanic eruptions.

Open nations.

Chemical patience.

Genetical destruction.

Dissociative concentration.
5 – Self Defeat.

Social anxiously.

Destructively.

Nervous system disease.

Eat! Bitch! Eat!

My voice begins to screech

My voice begins to creak.

Forcing beat.

Forcing meet.

Of guilt teeth.

Of guilt reach.

Destructively.

Self Defeat.

 

End the stigma. Ask a serious sufferer for a better insight on an eating disorder. For the rest its nothing, eating is just another task or not a big deal for them; It’s a war for lifetime for us. Breaking us all slowly even when we try to recover, we have to fight back. It takes a lot believe me, to actually fight the same thing all over again. It stays. Never leaves. And most of all you wonder how long? how long, like this? It’s a serious struggle. Each and every single second, every single day. To live with those voices.

Aroused

It’s True.

Written By P.S.

Theme – Depression.

Anxiety.

Self harm.

Eating disorders.

Addiction.
(Trigger Warning)
1 – Everything Blacks – out.

Every contact is foul.

Don’t interact, with your mouth.

Destructively operating and everything shuts down.

Smack yourself against the crowd.

Of societal  nouns.

Of societal grounds.

Lowering standards of self doubts.

Again getting strong & loud.

Self Harmer temptedly aroused.
2 – It’s all about the blade must.

It’s all about the blade thrust.

It’s all about that relieving rush. 

It’s all about the deep burst.

It’s all about the guilt worst.

It’s all about the scenery of blood shrugs.

Every time cursed.

Every time rubbed.
3 – Binged and purged.

Weakening submerged.

Dissociative serves.

To body and nerves.

Strange voices heard.

They begin to learn.

Your weakest turn.

Making you burn.

Making you concerned.

Making you follow its instructions.

Vile junction.

Bile abruption.

Nauseous proportions.

Digestive food abortions.

Blacking out cautions.
4 – Helpless Cope.

Hopeless bowl.

Never been told.

How to hold?

This chokes.

This pokes.

Out of control.

But the most.

Illogically – logical, inner feeding host.

Vulnerably gropes.

Strong gripness and furious hold.

Blood cone.

Blood enroll.

Brain sold.

Cognitions torn.

Gun reload.

Trigger Rode.

Failure phone.

Of unnheard moans.
5 – Everything Blacks – out.

Every contact is foul.

Don’t interact, with your mouth.

Destructively operating and everything shuts down.

Smack yourself against the crowd.

Of societal  nouns.

Of societal grounds.

Lowering standards of self doubts.

Again getting strong & loud.

Self Harmer temptedly aroused.

Into The Wild By Erin Hunter.