They call me Loyalty

You could create multiple ponysonas instead. Each one represents an aspect of a composed, more complex personality. Have them interact with each other, the same way it happens within yourself.

Just distant relationships whose intent was to impersonate parents. Conflictive people.

None, peace comes with understanding, and so is provided by learning experience, which is seen throughout natural evolution of life forms. When they trascend egotistic behaviors, which are commonly related with early development on consciousness, due to survival processes. My advice, find peace within yourself. Give it time.

Blissful. My nature beyond the inherited conflict, that is the genealogy of a dysfunctional ancestry. I feel whole without myself.

Any purposeful conduct derived from fear. I despise the lack of genuinity with oneself.

Bread and butter with strawberry jam.

I'm aware of other forms of consciousness. Disengage my frequency from the organic antena. Out of the body experience. The expansive touch of sound over density, creating perception. To understand "reality" through experiencial knowledge, beyond the visible spectrum of our human body. That I do. To redefine "real"

"Getting rid" somehow implies to neglect the conflict. I'd suggest understanding the root cause, without labeling. Acceptance and a playful attitude towards life.

I feel at ease with the simple things of life.

Ervous Nexus. A complex of cities built upon the center of mass, on a low gravity planet, due to a dying star. A world within a world. Twin hills. Highlands of the old executioners, an exiled clan of the dwarf breed. Mercenaries for gold, or mere divertissement. Dry wound crevice. Runaways from war and conflict, hungry for the crumbs of peace, have found sanctuary in what they believed to be an abandoned mining complex. Quo-stratanull. The geometric domain of higher forms of thought, resembling one eyed triangles, this entities have given up organic form in pursuit of higher understanding. Known to be involved on the experiment of other life forms in the milky way. Crossfall. The lair of an ancient cult, worshipers of a terrible nymph, which is said to lurk on the estuary of the cardinal waterfalls. Sinvernal. Crystaline peaks pierce above the sky, home of albine elves. Grand sculptors of ice, obsessed with its ephemeral beauty, due to their immortality. Light minded creatures lie on the eternal decadence of low pressure. Ixoquaxo. The communion between wild and conscious. Natives embrace the harsh gift of nature, as a catalyst for the sanity of flesh and mind. Prayful grimmace. Another identity, a second chance for those who can't accept themselves, either memory or past are forgotten in the monastic chantry of this reclusive order. Cavernous heights. Holes in the sky, eyes in the night. A conjunction of realities made real in sight. They watch and see above all, they lie and wait for the dawn's call. Mirrorlake meadow. Maze fields tall and pride as gold, rise above whats natural. Folk say an astral entity offers unlimited knowledge in this dancing forest, but a what price? Proterbean frontier. None have ever returned from this phamtom-like realm, a mist of delirious dreams echoes its call of final rest, for those weary of life itself. Wish are made real, beyond death's doors. Deadcrook swamplands. A city of thiefs and evil doers, those who find the true value in "wrong" Men gone mad, or perhaps transcendents of the illusive perception of morality. Scornful mouths. The closest to "bee hive" in serpentine tongue. This dormant volcano offers wamth for a thousand fire lizards, before the dying flame ritual. The nursing, yet cruel mother of all dragons. Some are not kingdoms, but it was a lot fun!

From mendoza, argentina.

The Cure - To Wish Impossible Things

I associate to all things, beyond thought and form. Yet I understand why others would find comfort in the notion of religion.

Dreaming I had to rescue a friend from a fall. Hope it isn't premonitory.

You experience repressed conflict involving gender and sexuality. You should do some inner research and adress the issue. Yes, I'd love her in all her forms, because it's the same frequency inhabiting actually everything perceived alive. We love each other regardless. And we express our love through ways, both creative and destructive.